Ok?” SLAP! “IS THAT CLEAR?”Taken aback, I whimpered, “Yes. Yes, honey.”“See. One slap and loud words. And you become a scared little boy. ...ou don’t even fight back or resist.” She laughed.Stupidly thinking that she made her point and it was over, I tried to break free of her grip. But she nailed me firmly and said, “Not. Over.”I was surprised that my girl was going to fuck me!I spread my legs wide open for the love of my cock and whispered, “Fuck me.” Immediately, she started to jerk me off. It. The only problem was that I could never convince Janet of that. If I were 25 minutes late coming home, she thought I was out killing a family of five. If I had to cancel plans we had, she believed that I was out shaking down a convent.Honestly, I think she watched too much television.Certainly there were matters that required my attention. But they were few and far between and I'm almost positive that they never affected — or altered — the time I spent with her. Delays were mostly of the. You feel him stir. He rolls and wraps his arms around you, holding you close. He sleeps but you can feel him growing hard against you. Yes, it would be good to make love again with the dawn then sleep in. You begin to touch his chest, kissing him lightly upon his breast. It’s so warm under the flannel sheets. As you touch him he begins to respond. Still asleep but he is now fully hard and throbbing against you. He stirs a bit more as you kiss his nipple. You run your hand down his body,. At least when I was single for the 2 years I could satisfy myself when ever I wanted. To make things worse we would talk very explicated about sex and our fantasies. So I would start getting worked up and then we would say good night. Normally I would be able to then go to my room and masturbate but with our promise I couldn’t. One night it was really tough Wayne and I was talking, he asked if he could try and make me cum. I told him he could try but it usually took a lot (I knew.