No, no they can wait. I want you to stay as you are. Let me shower and change and well go down to dinner. I started removing my shirt and headed for t...e bathroom. In the doorway I turned, Why dont you go on down to the bar and get the drinks in, Ill only be a few minutes? A sudden shocked expression appeared on her face, I, I dont know if I can do that! Sure y can — mines a glass or merlot. I closed the bathroom door. It went downhill then. Firstly, I had a fight with the shower controls, as I. All they have to do is say, “yes.” The bubbling hormones take over from there.In general, I was a together guy. I did well in college, and I was a scholarship lacrosse athlete. But I never pushed things past the point where the girl said “no.”I’ll admit that was an anomaly in guy-land. Since, most of my friends thought that “no” wasn’t a declarative statement. The rest thought that “no,” actually meant “yes.”Regrettably, at least for my horniness problem, my parents insisted that I respect. It was double-ended, and longer than the dildo wed played with a moment ago. I grabbed a bottle of lube from the bedside drawer and pumped some into my hand. The cool gel leaked between my fingers as spread it over my end. I pressed the head to my entrance and bit my lip as it disappeared inside me. I began lubing up the remaining shaft as well, pumping up and down until the whole surface was shiny The other me had lain back with her ass at the very edge of the bed. Legs spread wide, and bottom. Ann’s arms went around his neck as she kissed him back, her tongue darting into his mouth to tangle with his. Feeling the hardness of his cock, she moved one of her hands between them, gently squeezing him through his jeans.“Get your ass in that truck woman before I explode.”Will opened the door and as she climbed in he gave her a smack on the ass, and then followed her inside. Soon their clothes were scattered haphazardly inside the truck as they kissed and explored each other’s body. Ann.