He was still the debaucher he had always been, but his own sexual vitality had ebbed. He, of course, blamed his impotence on Marianne, raging that she...was no longer enough woman to excite him, but even after consorting with several ladies of the evening he began to accept (even if only to himself) that he would need extraordinary types of stimuli to get and hold an erection. Despite his continual barrage of put-downs he was also becoming aware of how Marianne was developing physically. He was. His brother dropped him off at my house at 9. I was already in the pool. He ran around back and into the house to change. He jumped right in the pool and swam over to me. He attacked my mouth like he had never done before. His hand reached quickly around my body and squeezed my ass. This went on for a few minutes when he reached for my tits again. This time he pulled my top down slowly and exposed one breast and the other. He stared at them like he had never seen a girl topless before. He. Letting it run over my head and down my body until I had cooled down. I turned off the shower, grabbed a towel, stepped out and started drying off.Unknown to me, or her for that matter, Milly had come into the room to restock the tissues and the toilet paper. I had just at the moment I turned off the shower so that neither of us knew the other was there. I didn’t hear her walking around because the room was carpeted and I was drying my hair with a towel and the exhaust fan was running. I. His next slap was much lighter and just left my ass cheek tingling a bit. Then he started hurling questions at me, one after the other, "You're my little slut bitch, aren't you?", "Your going to give me your ass anytime and any place, right?", "You're going to do anything I tell you to do, without question, right?" Of course, I just kept repeating, "yes" to everything he asked. When he was finished, he just said, "On your knees!" I knelt down in between his spread legs and he pushed my head.