How could Jeff be so stupid? Why is he always in the center of these bad situations? Tina beamed and angry gaze at Jeff and made him pause. Maybe you ...eed to feel the pain of your bad decisions you fucking dumb-ass. I am through cleaning up your messes. I hope you learn something from this. I hope you feel as shitty and as cheap as you treated me by making this bet. Tina continued to stare and Jeff. She never broke eye contact with him. Billy, I have to do whatever you say tonight. Tina paused.. Slipping my fingers between my legs, they came up soaking wet. This only added to my confusion. Why was I so aroused? Was it the memory of the incredible orgasm Renaud had given me with his fingers and tongue? Or something deeper, more animalistic, a base emotion in me that had been present but hidden for so very long?My immediate problem were the cold tiles of the floor. Where my body touched them was starting to be painful so I moved. But I never strayed far from the spot He had placed me. “How about we call it quits on the painting? We'll get you cleaned up and then, pizza?” “Sounds good. I will be right back,” she said as she exited the front door. Man, I really need to learn how to flirt, I thought as I cleaned up the painting supplies. After the pizza arrived, I carried it to the kitchen and placed the boxes on the counter when I heard, “Yum!” She stood behind me in a well worn oversized shirt with a few holes worn through, yoga pants, and flip flops. She held a. His strong hands gripped my hips and turned me over, carefully pulling me onto my knees. He placed a pillow under me as I sunk down on the bed , he knelt behind me slapping the blood enraged head of his cock against my lips. I just wanted him to sink the whole lot deep into my belly, I shuddered in anticipation as the big head pushed my wet lips easily apart. It rubbed just inside the walls , and god it felt so wonderful. I tried to push back to get more inside me, but his determined hands.