"Darling, I guess when I'm on the beach I'm soaking up the sun and I'm relaxed. Then I've already been running my hands over your body and you've been...caressing mine so I couldn't get any wetter inside. Did you mind this morning? Would you like me to stretch my cunt to make your entry easier? I can, you know, and will in an instant if you want me to."Pete just smiled and shook his head. He was starting to move slowly in and out with his usual long strokes. He said, "Darling, you have to be. Looking me right in the eyes he sneers"You. Are. Not. My. Mistress."He leans his head up inches from mine, our lips a breath apart. Anyone else and any other situation I would think he was about to kiss me but the anger covering his face makes it clear this his way of daring me to do something."My name is ADAM not three. And I will talk to you how I damn well please" he growls never taking his eyes from mineI know he means to piss me off and make me give up but he doesn't realise this is the. . and you and I could have our thing, too, can't we?" Monica dared to indicate that she indeed wanted me, too."What am I, chopped liver?" Chelsea asked aloud, but her wink made it seem at least partly in jest."No ... but if you are, I'll eat you with some fava beans and a nice Chianti," Monica teased her a little."Meaning?" I asked her, curiously, as she heard her boss cough impatiently."You'll see ... provided that I get an invitation to your place after work, assuming that I still have a. She gently adjusted herself on his dick, and then rode him, grinding and rolling her hips until she came again. The brother grunted and cursed as he shot his load into her. After that the party got going. I started talking to a hard-bodied African dude who was walking around naked his eight-inch dick jutting out. He had his arm around a curvy, middle-aged white woman who had a conservative haircut. They soon started kissing and rubbing against each other. I asked if I could join in and the.