I gladly got up on my knees as he moved in behind me. There was no sweet love in what he did next. He suddenly rammed his cock all the way in my ass. ...s he did I let out a yelp. It felt good but it was surprising and in this position his cock drove deeper into my ass.I said, Now quit talking and fuck me like you have been talking about fucking me. I am a slut and deserved to be treated like one.With that he grabbed my hips and started fucking me hard, fast and deep. I could feel his balls. “Here, just pull the long ones out and clip them. If I’m going to have pussy hair showing, I’d just as soon be naked.”“I think I may have discovered an exhibitionist in this hotel room with us.”“I’ve never thought about it until you said that, but I think I’d like to go to a nude beach or even a clothing optional resort. Wouldn’t you?”“Are you serious? Heck yeah, I’d go if you would”“You just want to ogle the naked ladies.”“I just want to be naked with my wife, anywhere, anytime we can. Being. I spent the evening hanging out with a couple of buddies at the bar, but since she said the event would end at 11, I headed home to meet her there by 11:30. My mind was running wild thinking of her strutting around in that bikini and I knew she would be turned on by it, so I was expecting some great sex when she got home. She walked in about 2:00 a.m. and I could tell that she may have started on the great sex without me. Her hair was a mess and she had a huge smile on her face. I looked at. (That's not me!) I shook myhead. Brandon's consciousness was getting to me, more so than Steve'shad. Why? I needed to go see Ms. Morris, she could tell me why I didthat. I need to know.I stumbled into Ms. Morris' room and saw her in front of the window,where I (Brandon!) had left her for the night. If she could move themuscles in her face, she'd probably look very disappointed with me rightnow.Korra? What's the matter?Who? Oh, wait, duh, me. My name is Korra, not Brandon, like I think itis, for.