“Well, now that the fidelity issue is resolved, in favor of infidelity as well as incest, there’s no point in trying to fight my desires. I want y...u, Bruce. I want to be your girlfriend again. Before you say it, I know what comes with the territory, though you owning your own mother totally confirms the fact. I know that you’re a pussyhound. So what?“The fact is that, cheater though you were, you were hands down the best boyfriend I ever had. I’ll just have to accept the fact that I’m sharing. Soon both guys each had a hand in her panties as she sensuously allowed herself to be seduced. Within moments they stood up and the men guided her through a doorway into another room. I secretly followed feeling confused- my heart was pounding and yet there was a thrill of anticipation. The door closed behind them and for a moment I felt disappointed but then discovered an exit to a balcony and quickly found myself outside, crouching as I peered through a window. She was quite drunk I could. She didn't have to be clairvoyant to know he was trying to believe what she was telling him."Brenda Elizabeth Polson, will you marry me?" Yes, Michael Alan Wilson, I will marry you. Happily! Joyously! Unreservedly!" I can't quite believe it. I waited for so long and now it's happened and I can't bring myself to believe you've said yes. Tell me again," he teased."I ... will ... marry ... you ... Michael ... Alan ... Wilson ... so ... help ... me ... God. There! Does that satisfy you that I'm not. From the thought of being in her. From the anticipation of sex with her. She wanted evidence of his carnal desires. She wanted him to ravish her. His lips nibbled at the back of her neck as his hands moved from her hips to her stomach. Their naked bodies were so close, but he still content to simply make slow circles on her stomach. She pulled away from him, and when she glanced over her shoulder, she saw bewilderment in his eyes. She was the one who interrupted him while he was doing their.