I also told Dorothy that she had used me for her pleasure and now it was positively my turn or else. I was not going to be a Good Sam. I was going to ...uck her with my wondrous cock but not until she asked me for it. What a fucking cunt, Dorothy did not budge.I picked her up and took her inside the house while she fought with me all the time but did not produce any noise, a kind of consenting to me. I threw her on her bed and straddled her chest once again with my cock laying between her tits. I. . yeah!" I said satisfied with the stretch. I brushed my teeth and headed upstairsI walked to the kitchen and saw nobody. I looked at the table to find a note that read: "Brad still has school and guitar practice. Its a thursday so your father and I still have work. Be home around 6! Love, Mom" Aw shit." My stomach growled. I walked to the cupboard and got some cereal and poured myself a bowl.I suppose I should give you a description of myself. Im about 6 feet tall, I have black hair to my. I looked at her and said, "You want me to do it again?" It sounded exciting, but I had reservations."It was very interesting," she said, sounding sexy. "Would you like that?" Maybe," I said. My mind wandered to sex in general, and my eyes wandered to her large, heavy tits. SUddenly they seemed to be stretching the material tight. "What about you?" You want me to do something?" Now she sounded surprised. Or she tried to.Why not, I thought to myself. So I said, "Why not?"She moved slightly closer. I told her what I was going to do and to let me know immediately if the blows were too much. We went full bore for the next hour; some of the blows were delivered so hard that we were being knocked off our feet. Whatever material the body protection was made of was impressive at absorbing the blows.At 6:30 we stopped and had a chef's salad for supper and made small talk.Jen said "Robert and Bert just went on and on about last night and want to do it again soon."I just laughed and said, "You.