Taking her. Using her. If not, then what was the point of it all?In the pale moonlight of her quiet bedroom, something made an audible click. It was a...familiar noise. One she had been so prepared for she had half heard it in her imagination a dozen or so times already. Was that what was happening now? Had she imagined it again in her frustration?The faint sound of a door handle being turned told her no. This wasn’t her imagination. This was real.Crap. She had been so consumed with if it would. Then I felt it…His hot dripping huge hard cock was poking me between my thighs. He was trying to mount me. That nice dog was trying to fuck my wet pussy…I panicked and thought of crying out for help but I did not because this was so embarrassing. I was hoping he would give up and get off me. My pussy was wet from his licking and maybe a little from me enjoying it. He was very determined and finally got the tip of his cock into the entrance of my pussy. Once he felt my heat he quickly shoved. "Now hold on a minute, ok, I don't like this idea any more than you, I have Cassie to think about. My life's work." When will it stop though, he already has the gun what's to stop him from telling Cassie, how much opportunity are you going to give this creep to fuck up your life Clarke? God!" I am trying my best." He exasperated. "I can't seem to do a fucking thing right lately. They both looked at each other, breathing heavily when a knock came on the door. It was Alexi who spoke with a pained. As he did that I moved myself across the bed so that I was in the middle on my back. I moved my legs up and parted them slightly. John popped open the tube and squeezed a load of the jelly into the palm of his hand before smearing it all over his hard cock. I could hear his hand squelching with the KY as he smothered his cock entirely. Once he had finished he placed the tube down on the bed next to him and moved in closer to me. I parted my legs so he had free access to my arse but John.