"In twenty minutes." Breakfast?" she moaned. "I don't know about that." And coffee, and juice too," he added.She yawned, stretching out her body a lit...le. The sheet fell away from her chest, showing her bare breasts. Jake admired the way her stretching pushed them outward. "I guess that sounds good," she muttered.He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. She did not resist or even passively submit. She kissed him back — a long, wet, sweet kiss full of affection."That was nice," he told. She were still wearing her boots; he liked that and when she wanted to pull them off, he told her to stop.He made her go to doggy-position and fucked her from behind until she had a hard orgasm. While he was fucking her, he slapped her ass, what made her moan even louder...he liked to slap her a little bit, that made him feel he was in a higher position than her.Exhausted, she dropped on the couch.“Let's go to the bedroom”, he whispered in her ear.“Yeah”, she nodded and stood up. When she. We were soon on the floor (bad omen, maybe? Lightning strikes twice... ?) with Cheryl on top, working away at each other when she raised up and asked, "Do you have any condoms? I'd rather you fuck me."Well, an invitation I'm not inclined to turn down."Yeah, I've got some in my pants over there."So, we were soon back on the floor with me between her legs greatly enjoying each other when we heard, "If we can't play with your boyfriend, we're gonna tell Mom and Dad."That's a way to deflate your. It won’t happen again. Please suggest a usage fee and I’ll pay you.Regards, Alan.THE ACTIONSFred, feeling betrayed and insulted, grabbed his gun (he is an American!) rushed next door and shot his neighbor dead. He returned home, poured himself a stiff drink and sat down on the sofa to reflect.Then he took out his phone and saw he had a second message from his neighbor:SECOND MESSAGEHi Fred, Alan here again. Sorry about the typo on my last text. I guess you figured it out anyway - the damned.