”“I’ll talk to Bill. We’ll ... figure something out. Thank you, Cal, and good night.”I hung the phone up, then looked around the room. “Ok...y, switching tracks a little bit, now that the game is over and I’m home, I believe something was mentioned before about Wednesday night?”Margie looked at Marcia, who suddenly looked flustered. Finally, Marcia said, “That night, after the two of you left. I finished things up at work, then went home. I felt, I wasn’t sure why, but a little overwhelmed by. I turn my caressing fingers into claws and pull his hair, trying to deepen the kiss. He signs against my mouth and rests his forehead against mine. I sense that he wants to talk, to lie down and be held. No. I have indulged him all week and now it is time to pull him back to himself. I step back and kneel, reaching up to undo his belt. “Baby…” he says, pulling me up. Keeping hold of his belt buckle, it comes slithering out of his belt holes as I stand. I hand it to him. “I need you to be. The bitch wanted to be raped. Well, he’d oblige her. He took out his prick and entered her easily.“Let’s see what you look like,” said Norm and reached for the woman’s sunglasses.“Please don’t. N-not that,” she begged. “I’ve injured my eyes and I’m afraid it’s not at all attractive.” Norm hesitated. If the bitch’s eyes really did look gross he’d probably lose his erection. The man decided it wasn’t worth taking a chance. He’d fuck her without further ceremony. He had to get back to the. We weren’t pawing at each other, just enjoying the physical contact.The movie wasn’t holding my attention and I started thinking about something I had been wanting to try, and asked Karen come to the kitchen with me.“Honey, have you ever fucked a guy?”Laughing she replied, “No, why do you ask?”“I like it when you finger and play with my butt, and I’ve been thinking about you fucking me with a strap-on. Does that sound strange?”Karen looked down at the lump in my jeans. “You are excited, aren’t.