But if you don't... Well, tough titty! Then... you're left to worry... about pregnancy... and not cumming... while the big, selfish son-of-a-bitch... ...oes to sleep... leaving you with nothing but a sore cunt... and the possibility of getting caught with a baby! And, all the time... what you really wanted was some real loving... not just fucking! There's a difference... and they're not very many men... who know how to love a woman!" It was a long tirade that Carla spat out in her hate and. I lifted her blouse and played with her breasts, and I kissed her non responsive mouth. I got up, took my hard cock to her face rubbing it across her face and mouth.I opened her mannequin mouth and slipped my cock in, face fucking her motionless body.Just knowing I was fucking her face made me feel good.There was no going back from my heighetened point of arousal and I knew it was minutes before I was going to fuck her.I got up, pulled her body over the arm of the couch, and from the side of. I have decided to let it grow back, but only to about an inch in length. That's why I need the knit cap and the larger ball hat," I said."Someone said you were thinking about a tat for your scalp?" he asked."I thought about it, but I want my hair about an inch and that would hide the tat," I explained."I can concur with the short hair, the knit cap, and even the flat chested look, but the tat I would have had a problem with," he said."Well, it won't be an issue. By the way I'm not trying for a. He played defensive tackle on the football team and my door wouldn’t stand a chance against him.“I’m coming, I’m coming. Leave my poor door alone.”I rolled out of bed, pulled on some soft flannel pants, and opened my door.Eddie and Brie were both standing there, glaring at me.“Why was your door locked? It’s never locked. We came to get you for breakfast, but the door was locked!” Brie’s tone was indignant and concerned at the same time.Eddie hugged me gently, his massive frame wrapping around.