I like you a lot. You need proof?" No, no. I think I know that. So ... why not?" Well, for a start I'm only here for a while, and so are you." Yeah, b...t we could..." No. No, Paul. We couldn't." Oh." Hey, pay attention here. Don't go soft on me. I still want you." Huh?" God, men are so dense. I'm here. I like you. I want to fuck you. Repeatedly. I just don't want a relationship with you after we go home." Fuck." It's not a bad deal, you know." It isn't?" Hell, no. How much sex had you been. ." Well, maybe not consciously, but I think you might have been leaking them a little. But then again, it might have been that mental thing you do. It darn sure works with your wives. Whatever, but both of them would have fucked you on the kitchen table," she finished with a grin."Oh, that's bullshit, and you know it," Jeff shot back."Maybe so," Susan broke in, "but she's not that far off. You can bet there will be some buzzing going on in their bedrooms very shortly." Don't mention vibrators,". .." Pete flicked his wrist again, this time planting a stroke in the middle of her thighs. Laura screamed loudly again, but this time her hands strained to tighten their grip on her ankles, the fingertips turning white. Pete returned the cane to her bottom, painting another half dozen stripes covering the entirety of her bottom, from the top of her cleft down to just below the bottom of each cheek. Each stroke seemed to Pete to be easier for her to take. With each stroke, the screams morphed. I smile at what he pulls out and laugh when he puts it in my mouth. "You're the one sucking on people's jock straps" he laughs and I start chewing on it, getting the salty taste deep down my throat. He takes the strap from my mouth and spits out my underwear before kissing me and slowly raising my butt till the head of his cock was touching my pussy lips. "Dammit Rob stop teasing me" I laugh as I released the kiss, him just holding me there at the tip of his head. He smiles up at me and kisses.