“what about Sammy?”“oh we have lots of time. Because the room is ours until tomorrow. I will be fucking her all day”“mm you are a fuck machi...e horn dog you” She spreads her legs and puts her hands out farther on the wall. “when you have your fill of Miss Sammy. I want to be your girlfriend. Sammy can play with us once in a while though.”“why would I chose you over her” you ask as you slide your morning wood into Markell as the hot water pours over you. ”Maybe I will just keep having you both.. If it needs anything, I'll attend to it. I can assure you that it has never been operated at anything even approaching the efficiency that I've been able to bring to it." I still get tired. I'm already tired, and I'll need to sleep. How can I be sure you won't decide to try to fuck me over in some way, while I'm resting? You're good at doing that. You would have never gotten into my head in the first place, if I'd been awake and alert." If you'd been alive, you must mean? That's what you. At first he thought it might be her date, but her body language suggested otherwise. Something about her glowed. Or glistened. Or sparkled. Whatever. He didn’t know what made her different from every other pretty girl, but something definitely did. He hated dating. He hated shallow people, especially women, because they possessed the ability to steal his heart and smash it. He hated clubs. He thought he had made peace with being alone years ago. He hated being alone. That was why he was in the. We kissed and told each other we loved each other and Traci held me and whispered in my ear that she would never say no to him because she loves how a long thick cock feels fucking her little pussy. I smiled and told her I hope she never got tired of fucking a big cock because I liked how it left her and I turned and took off to work so excited.* Going to work I kept having fantasies of Traci teasing Ted this weekend and I thought that I had to look to see if he got hard and big like Traci said.