"I know you're lying, Larry. Just come and stand at my door and watch me play with my carrot. I bet you're afraid to. Afraid you'll get all excited an... rape me. I wouldn't tell anyone if you did, Larry. I wish you would." Kate, stop doing that. It just makes you sound like a cheap slut."I heard her leave and go back into her room. I turned my radio off later, and I could hear her crying. I wanted to go to her door and try to talk to her. To tell her I only said that to make her quit trying to. Even with my cock soaked in her cum juices and my saliva I only just managed to get my bulbous knob end in. “No,no,no” she screamed as I pushed and pushed, finally penetrating her. I reached around and grabbed at her clit, roughly rubbing it as I tried to push my cock even further up her ass. She may have been objecting verbally but her body wasn’t talking the same language. She pushed her butt back at me and I finally managed to get most, if not all my cock into her anal passage. It was so. I packed a bag of the stuff that the spa said that Angie would likely need and tossed it in the trunk of the car. Saturday I told Angie that I had arranged for a sitter and that I was taking her out on Sunday.On Sunday we caught an afternoon movie, an early dinner and then I drove across town and pulled up in front of the spa."What's this?" A surprise for you."I got out of the car, got her bag out of the trunk and then helped her out of the car. I walked her into the lobby and as she stood. Once we arrived upstairs I was surprised, she didn't fall behind, and was panting like a good little puppy. To reward her I patted her on the head, she smiled. I knelled down and kissed her softly on the lips. She kissed back and softly licked my lips. I stood up and spoke softly, "Get to your feet." She looked at me oddly, but did as was told. I slid my hands around her waist pulling her in as I leaned into her neck and bit down just enough to leave a mark. Her moans escaped as she tried to.