It wasn’t that I was squeamish, just all of a sudden, I was extremely tired. Fiti smacked me in the face.“Don’t you dare go to sleep on us, and ...ust what the fuck were you thinking?”“I wasn’t, I just sort of reacted.”“Good thing you did. You were the only one to notice that thing. We were all focused on the other one and didn’t even hear or see it until you were yelling at it.”“So, what was I yelling?”“You just kept yelling “bring it on you fat fucker”. Kind of strange, but it worked for you.”I. After about 10 minutes he told me to switch positions, I agreed and asked him "what would you rather, for me to lay on my back legs wide open or for me to sit on you?" he told me "I've done all the work until now... is time for me to lay on my back and for you to do all the work". When he was laying on his back I was ready to jump on him, but then I thought how I hate having to ask my wife for a blow job and decided to reward the good job he's done until that point so I grasped his dick firmly. He knocked on the door and waited. He grew impatient as he was ready to go home and chill. He knocked again and decided to call the number on the ticket. “Hello,” a sweet voice answered.“Hey, I’m at your door with an order Luigi’s,” he said dryly.“Oh my bad! Gimme just a sec. I was just drying off,” she added.“No problem,” he smiled.The five-foot-eight-inch, one-hundred-seventy-pound young man hoped he would get a glimpse of a beautiful woman, but figured it would be some ugly broad instead.. ”“What happened?”“The bitch is smart, sexy, and a damned good businesswoman. She knew and made sure everyone else did too. Bill was head over heels for her and wanted to marry her.”“Why didn’t they marry?”“She kept putting him off. Said there was no hurry. Besides, her business kept getting in the way. She was offered a big promotion on the other side of the country.”“She left him?”“You bet. He wanted her to turn down the promotion, marry him, and have babies.”“She said, no.”“She said, hell no..