Such an amazing feeling losing myself inside, I feel your sweet cum soaking my balls as I push as deep as I can, my thumb sliding into the crack of yo...r ass finding the soft tight opening into your hole. I slowly tease and massage it, thinking about how tight you must be inside. I tell you that your ass looks too good to not to fuck and you passionately agree, telling me to give it to you, that you want to squeeze my cock until I bust. Are you so horny and caught up in this crazy moment of. You can't force it ...OK.You GAVE IN when she startedcomplaining, and said "...don't mind me that's how I talk...". You basically said "Don't mind me, I'm actuallykind of a Wimp, and that's how I talk". Are you with me here? You didn't need to EXPLAIN yourself, or make anexcuse for yourself. What I'm trying to say is that YOU are the problemhere, not the women who complain about you notanswering their questions. Try this instead:Her: I already did.... and I don't have a list to. Time to grab breakfast.I slip on my pink cat slippers and open my bedroom door and head down the hall to the back stairs to head down to the kitchen. This was a convenient touch to the house as it allows us to get downstairs to the kitchen without having to go to the main parts. So if my parents have guests over or whatever then we will not be interrupting.As I get to the bottom of the stairs I see my dad at the kitchen table looking at his tablet with a cup of coffee and a half eaten bagel in. It was my third week at the duplex. I recently learned that the halves were separated by a door in the basement. It was also where the washing machine and dryer was. I saw the door and decided to give the door knob a twist. It opened surprisingly easy. I gently shut it. I walked upstairs. I heard another round of arguments the next day. It was much worst then the others. I heard a slap and the fighting ended. The back door opened and closed. So I listened to the conversation.“You know Katie and.