" He slammed into her without warning. "This kind of sex can be fun too." Angry sex?" Tiffany asked before her head suddenly hit the wall at the top o... her bed. "Ow, what the hell," she shouted."Quiet," he hissed at her while covering her mouth. She bit his hand. "Ouch, why?" He pulled slapped her on instinct."This is hate fucking, right?" she asked while locking her ankles together behind his head and pulling him down toward her. When he was close enough, she cracked her head against his."This. The shower doors were fuzzy but I could till see pink. He was making a thumping noise that could only be him jacking off. I slowly opened the door and saw he had his eyes closed as he went at it. I climbed in silently and closed the door, I crouched in front of his cock and murmured huskily, I can do it better. Sams eyes flew open but I had already moved my mouth to it and sucked hungrily. Sam groaned, thrusted his hips forward, and I deep-throated him. It wasnt long before he came, I loved his. I am finally fully dressed, feeling so sexy in my uniform. Like in the cartoons or the fetish art work. Unlike other Friday nights, I feel that I did a magnificent job on my make up and feel I look truly erotic. Its already 9 PM, and I begin my duties, which included, lighting candles all over the house so that Susan would think romantic thoughts when she got home. The duties, which I have assigned to myself, included cleaning the last of the kitchen, vacuuming, dusting around the upstairs,. ”“In the water?”“Yeah.”“He’d drown.”“Oh, yeah. I guess he would.”“It would be fun to watch.”“Maybe not.”“So can he sit or stand?”“Yes.”“What’s that mean?”“I think it means that he can sit or stand.”“What do the rules say?”“Does anyone remember the rules?”“Who needs rules?”“We can always make up some more.”“He can get out of the water.”“Okay.”“Sure.”Chom said, “It’s been decided. The rules say that you don’t have to stand in the water. You can sit or stand on dry land while we say bad things.