The meeting ended with the rumbling of Graydon's stomach. He smiled a sheepish grin and suggested that everyone should retire to the great room and ha...e dinner. Anastasia put her hand out stopping Tristan's movement toward the door."Where do you think you are going?" she asked, stepping into his path and crossing her arms."To dinner, with the rest of everyone," Tristan replied, hopefully."Back to bed," Anastasia ordered, pointing toward it. "I will bring your dinner up here." Anastasia is. It never even dawned on me that I might need birth control today. “Don, we can’t. I can’t risk getting pregnant.” But Don just continued to crawl up towards me, his large erect penis swaying proudly in front of him as he approached. I tried to close my legs, but he was between them. “Really, Don, we can’t. Not like this. Please.” My voice quaked with panic. “Lisa, relax. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do. I promise. Trust me and relax.” Don lay down next to me on his side. He. She was now standing naked in front of me except for the panties she was wearing. Taking my hand she pulled me out of the chair and led me into the bedroom. There she made me sit on the edge of the bed. She then hooked her fingers into the waistband of my shorts and indicating to me with her eyes to lift my backside. As I lifted my ass she pulled down my shorts along with my underwear and threw it to the floor. My erect cock jumped out standing straight up, swollen and ready for action. She. Dorri is very articulate as she tells me confidently, “I need a thirty-minute fuck, at least. And later I have two people I want you to meet for theirs and our sexual pleasure.” I have never heard a woman’s voice with same very sexy inflection as hers when she used the fuck word. “Before we commence tell me about your ass fetish. I do like a man with an ass fetish,” she smiles as she turns her back, parts her legs and slowly lifts her skirt to expose her glorious thighs and magnificent naked.