"Take me to bed and fuck the hell out of me, Sir." Trina replied with a broad grin."Pet, come spring, we will have known each other for a year. Until ...ast Halloween, we teased each other silly. Since then, we've fucked in almost every way imaginable. Tonight, what do you say instead of just fucking, we make love? I would really like to make you more than just a pet." Jim had exposed a bit of his feelings, and he wasn't sure how it would be taken."Oh, Sir, I like being your pet. It means I'm. .. brother ... Master!” Sandy eventually became incapable of speech as I power fucked her on the floor, my entire body making her mine.“Running out of breath, big sister?” I noted her shallow breaths.“Just fuck me, please, bro!” she pleaded with me, as I plundered her good and hard with my cock, holding onto her delectable ass for control.When I slipped a finger into Sandy’s butt, she started squirming, squealing, and squirting in response. She tightened up a good deal as well, and this made it. You might think I'm easy or something." She giggled as she unbuttoned her shorts and let them fall to the ground. She made a show of turning away from him before bending fully at the waist to pick them up. He stared at her round ass as she stood. She laid the shorts over the seat of her bike. She kept her shirt on, though it was open, and he could see her nipples were rock hard."Now, stroke that cock for me." Jack did as requested. She joined in by fingering her wet pussy and pinching her. " Spoilsport," she said. "You don't run and you don't skate. I thought you were a sporty type." Baseball, basketball, soccer, maybe even football," I said. "Running and skating are not sports. They are activities — and I will deny I said that if you ever repeat it." It'll be fun," she said. "I promise." Ice skating? I really don't think falling on my ass a hundred times will be fun," I said. "But OK. If that's what you want to do, I'll give it a shot. But if I'm too sore to move tomorrow..."I.