“If it makes you feel better, then yes. If we ‘fool around’ I’m going to want to do to you what you just saw me doing to your mother. That’s...just how this stuff works. And, I dare say, you’ll want the same thing. And if both of us want it, what are the chances it won’t happen?”“I do want it,” she said. “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.”I wanted to strangle her, but didn’t. Instead, I raised the stakes.“Tell you what. I’ll tell your mother what you said, and I’ll tell her I’m willing to. Don’t worry; I’m pulling your chain. I figured you’d just forgotten to tell me about a final exam or something. Until I got the pictures this afternoon. You’ve got to see this,” she said. “Can you hustle Kate around and have dinner with me tonight? You haven’t already eaten, have you?”“Dinner? What time is it?” I looked at the clock. Six? Wow!“Uh ... no ... we haven’t eaten yet. Where do you want to meet?”“Come to Carmine’s at six-thirty. Can you get Kate here, too?”“Yeah. She’s right here. We. She turned when I entered the room. She's blushing still. You'd think that her body would get tired of that!She handed me my beer. I reached out and took it from her. I noticed that she didn't get one for herself. I put my beer down for a moment and said, "You need to get out of this wet suit."I reached up and placed my fingers on the small bow in the back. I slowly and deliberately began to pull until the bow was undone.Mouse didn't move. Even though the suit hid nothing, when it came off her. It hurt at first and for a second I thought that maybe I couldn’t do it, but once it got deep enough, the pain went away and the feeling of being filled up with a hard cock was too good to resist.In all honesty, he couldn’t have fucked me for more than a minute or two. He started slow and easy but then got harder and faster. Once, I heard and felt him spit on my hole to keep it lubed up. His pumping got more intense, his hands squeezed my hips hard and his grunts got louder with each thrust. I.