Whatever happens, happens. We can take things slow and see what happens or we can just go our separate ways now. You tell me.’ He looked at her in t...e way that John Wayne looked at Maureen O’Hara in the Quiet Man. She was so pigheaded, just like him. Yet, unlike him, when he was mad and his face was all red, turned, and twisted with anger, she was so fucking beautiful when she was angry, even more beautiful when she emerged from the ladies room in the brightly lit diner. ‘Actually, now that. I was a lesbian, which meant fantasizing about a bitch was not a problem. In fact, I had it done it before. And I can do it again, I decided. Moments later, I felt a powerful fantasy grow within me. A wide smile curled my lips as the real world faded, giving way to an identical fantasy one. Arousal now coursing through my veins, I hurried out of the bathroom. Princess was right behind me and followed me all the way to my room. I barely took the time to lock the door and shut the curtains before. “I need your cock! Now! Deep in me,” she said withunveiled lust in her voice.The guy didn’t need a second invitation and pulled herup.“Is he going to fuck her?” his girlfriend asked and letgo of my dick to peek over the wall again. “Oh my god,I have to see this when he puts his big prick into yourtiny wife’s cunt,” she added and assured me: “She willlove it!!”I got the feeling as well. Her boyfriend turned my wifearound and had her. He pressed her against the wall beside the door frame. His lips found her lips. His tongue flicked around her teeth. He kissed her neck and then with no further ado he stooped slightly, he aimed his rampant penis at her quim and he straightened, forcing his member firmly up into her womb.“My lord!” Jane cried as he ripped her poor defenceless maidenhead away as he possessed her.“What say you sweet Eliza,” Lord D demanded, “And how would you relish such a fucking?” he asked as he thrust into.