"Maybe never the way I feel now." Oh, we will talk about things, and it will be sooner rather than later," I retorted, "because I have questions galor...e, including some about how you blatantly chose to ignore your many friends to spend the majority of this evening talking to a man you as much as said you despised when he arrived."Tired or not, I had thrown down the gauntlet and her temper took over in self-defense."You want to know why I enjoyed him so much? Isn't that what you're really asking?. I stopped moving and let her breathing return to normal as she got used to my cock in her ass. When she started rocking back and forth I knew she was ready and I began to fuck her lightly. “Give it to me harder than that, I’m not a teenage virgin,” she yelled. I pulled her hair all the way back so that her head was right next to mine and I said “You are an anal virgin so I was trying to break you in slowly, but since you asked like such a good little slut, I’ll pound the life out of you. Don’t. The bottom line was that she was a 22 year old English tart that like to show off her body at any opportunity. From my perspectively I was liking the idea that this guy was ogling my hot girlfriend as she slides around his house in her ripped jeans shorts, bikini top and bare feet.Luckily Carly gave her position on the subject away with a grin from ear to ear. She carried on; “Obviously Peter caved-in like a little girl and said that he had’t really noticed me!” Carly snorted with laughter as. Her pleasured moans rose in volume and frequency until they were little more than high pitched gasps. She reached down and tugged at her jeans until they were down on her thighs and worked her legs until they were below the knees. Then, drawing her legs up she shucked the confining clothing off to the ankles, where they caught on her tennis shoes and refused to budge. Ankles held together by the unintential bonds she found herself only able to spread her legs so far and sat up to remove.