I could feel the soft fullness of her breasts against my chest, her nipples poking into me, and as she ever so gently moved her body, the nipples brus...ing through my chest hair and against my now erect nipples. I stroked her naked back and shoulders, and felt her press her belly against mine and wriggle so she could clearly feel my not inconsiderable erection. She obviously decided the time had come to move on, as she quickly undid my belt and unzipped my fly before pushing my trousers and. “What is it you really want?”“I… I don’t understand.”“You’re here because you have to be, right? You have to let me do whatever I want to you for a whole weekend – and I have plans, believe me. But what are you getting out of this? What is it the makes you want to be here?”Tegan thought about it for a long moment, trying to dredge up the words. For the past few months she had been carried along by a whirlwind of sexual adventure and gone along with mostly whatever she was told to do, so she had. Tonya was beautiful. Tall, slim, with long black hair with highlights, and her skin was soft and shiny. And she smelled delicious. She started kissing my neck while stroking my throbbing cock, then asked if I wanted some poppers. She offered them up for me to sniff, then went down on me. The warmth spread through my body as her warm wet mouth began to swallow my cock. I was swimming in ecstasy. I had two fingers banging Kathy, who was sucking Henry's cock as if there was no tomorrow, and Tonya. I will just be staying with Greg for a short while. Do you understand?” “No, I don’t understand, and I don’t understand why at all.” “The why is simple, you are getting too comfortable with my affair. I told you this is my affair, and I told you we need tension to make my affair work. That tension is slipping away; you keep looking forward to tasting Greg when I come home. I want to surprise you when you taste him sometimes. Now you are only surprised when you don’t taste Greg. Greg is mine,.