.so much, too much!" she shouted."Nope, you gotta take it, baby. You wanted me to fuck you in the ass, so now you have to just take it."And then I hea...d him slapping her ass over and over while she cried out in ecstasy, pleasure, and probably a little pain for her ass."You ready for this?" he asked her."Guh! Fuck me, yes, cum in my ass, cum hard, I want to feel your hot cum in my ass!" she yelled.And then her bull boyfriend gave a huge cry as I heard the slapping thrusts until there was a. If I lose, it’s not okay but I will always put up one hell of a fight. This you can count on. As the day wound down, Susan left the Academic Resource Center. I pondered what to do. The Dean of Students at my college is a very understanding person and she’s helped me through many crises. Last year, I had to deal with a female stalker. The Dean helped me get through the psycho chick’s head that I wanted to be left alone and didn’t care much for her decidedly unwanted affection. Wow. Talk about a. Peterson let us in. After the usualgushing over how pretty and feminine I looked, we startedupstairs to Mary's room.On the way up, I asked, "I don't understand, Mrs. Peterson. Whydon't you just MAKE your daughter wear dresses?" Oh, I would never make Mary do anything she doesn't want to do."Why couldn't I have a mother like that?We knocked on the door, and Mary said, "Come in."She was sitting on the bed reading a magazine, dressed in T-shirtand jeans.She took at least five or ten seconds. We were all tired and a bit sore from the drive. Anne hopped up and headed for her bedroom to change. I was about a second behind her and ready to “dive in, should we say”. Dan decided he needed to lie down. He had taken the lion’s share of the night driving and was beat. My wife also wanted to relax a bit and was content to sit by the fire and read. I was good with that situation, grabbed my robe, towel and a cooler full of beer and cocktails. Anne tried to get Dan to come down with us.