He started getting angryabout it, and then realized that a week ago he wouldn't have beenso angry. Things were starting to go his way. Then he laughed...athimself. He had no idea what he would do about Sandy's lover. He thoughtabout how his temper had been nearly non-existent the last littlewhile, though now he could feel it coming back. It was a welcomefeeling, but he wondered if he should just get out while she hadher lover were there. He would definitely have to play it by ear.That evening. ‘Yeah, rules,’ I said, as I suddenly kicked him as hard as I could right in the nuts. ‘None of this.’ As the poor, dumb fucker bent forward grabbing his balls in agony, I clasped my hands together and clubbed him with a two-handed uppercut squarely in the face. He went down like he’d been pole-axed. ‘And we can’t have any of this, either,’ I said. The guy was out cold on the ground, and his buddies — along with everyone else who was watching — just stood there stunned. ‘Come on, baby, let’s get. It was an incredible feeling that milked more sperm from me that I didn't think was even left after the previous ejaculations.She then began to move up and down on my rod , which coaxed it again to become stiff. it was now fully spent and stayed stiff with no need for further ejaculation. She continued to ride me for several minutes then lifted herself up and moved slightly forward then down. Which pushed my cock into her ass. She again began her up and down movements as my cock moved. Whats for breakfast? Ryan asks me while leaning down wraping his arms around my waist, and settiling his chin onto the crease of my collar bone. Why dont we hav- pancakes? Sure, I reply. It doesnt take me long to get dressed and put a smudge of mascara on, my eyelashes are already black and my skin is clear enough for me to forget about coverup. I end up making eggs and toast instead of pancakes due to lack of flour. It was after breakfast that it was time to change into somehing other than.