He retorted, "Like this, no I love her too much to fuck her like the slut you are." "This is so wrong," she reiterated "but I don't fucking care. Keep...fucking me but just whatever you do don't come in me." I am going to do whatever the fuck I want. If I want to come into that tight pussy I am going to. I haven't decided where I want to come yet."As he commanded her and just told her how it was, she realized how little control she had in the situation. Would he really just come in her even if. “Oh that’s not a problem, Miss Marsh, I’m just so grateful I won’t be sleeping on our doormat.” He laughed self-consciously trying to lighten the mood. She smiled at him slightly and went back to her bedroom. He watched her as she went and couldn’t help but notice her shape under the thin silk robe. He heard a lot of scraping and banging sounds from the bedroom and presently she returned carrying a pillow, blanket, some sheets and most surprisingly some male clothes. “There you go,” she handed. At that point,all four participants of the call became instantly excited. Jenny and Iwent on to explain what was happening and that we were going to be in townfor a week and that we wanted them to go to the game with us. Theyreadily agreed and the next half-hour was spent getting ideas from them."It bites that I have class, and someone has their community service or wecould have a crazy week!" Sarah said with a bit of a downcast look. "Butwe'll make up for it." The evil grin on both of our. Welcome to Florida." You grin at me and wrap your arms around my neck, leaning into my chest. I wrap mine around your back and pull you closer, looking into your eyes as I see a glint of something in your eyes. Before I can say anything, however, you grab a fistful of my hair and yank my head down to your level so you can kiss me passionately. You chuckle and look into my eyes. "My turn", you whisper. I wonder what you mean, but I quickly stop wondering - thinking at all, really - when you.