I hate fake boobs.She shook her head again.My erection was throbbing at this point and my boxers were soaking wet. It was late and I was punch drunk a... this point. So I totally didn't give a fuck anymore. Plus, she didn't seem to be getting too offended by the conversation.So, I said:Why don't you just let me look at you for a few minutes?She immediately pulled back with a smirk and typed:"Are you serious?!"I nodded.She shook her head forceefully as she typed, "NO!"I typed, Just a few minutes.. ”Ford withdrew his face from my ass and shifted up to lay himself on my back. He lined up his groin with my ass and leaning in to kiss my neck. I could feel his rock-hard morning erection pushed in my crack.“Good morning, little brother,” he said, grinding his cock against me.“Good morning, Ford. Want to put that inside me?”“Seems like a good way to start the day.” He reached down to wiggle the head of his cock against my hole. I was still slick and wet from last night’s fucking, still carrying. "Well, I sure hope it eases up soon. It took me an hour and a half to get in today," Joe responded."Tell me about it," Alice tossed in, then added, "Took me an hour to go six blocks and darn near made me late for the first time in nine years."Shaking his head at that statement, Joe replied, "Who would ever have imagined Dragons in Chicago? How nuts it that?"Alice grinned, and said, "Isn't that the truth? But, what the heck, it sure makes you wonder what else could be out there. Almost makes in. . we’re stopping again.I glance over at Finn. Bless his heart, he’s sleeping like a baby.It’s Katie Merit that’s getting into the van now. Well, fuck. It’ll be hell to share this small space with her for ten hours...Katie and I used to be good friends. She and Finn used to be good friends. But then that strawberry blonde bitch swooped in to steal him away from me...There was a lot of confusion and heartbreak over the whole thing, but it was eventually sorted out, and Finn most certainly belongs.