She simply could not accept that she was in love with me, that she wanted me. I would need to shock some sense into her, to force her to accept the tr...uth. It seems I would have no choice but to rape her one last time to get her attention, to earn the right to love her. Considering our recent family tradition, I decided to do her on Christmas day. I also would continue the practice of sending the story to OnlineStories, Mr. Double and Kristen (Duh Jaz, they are reading it right now). It seemed. “You know Kate, if you had told me of the large standing ovation that Tom would give us, I would have suggested we go underwear shopping with him months ago,” Allison stated, looking back at the still prominent bulge in the front of my pants. The others giggled and laughed at the comment, also taking another glance at their bag man’s crotch. But Natalie’s glance lingered, almost as if lost in another world, and when she came back to reality to look ahead she took one last long stare at it, her. It was dark the first night and I just had her jeans around her ankles so I really hadn’t got a good look. I worked her body over good with my tongue and mouth, starting with her nipples and making my way down to her pussy. After a few minutes of oral on her I stripped down and she took my dick in her mouth. She’d been teasing me about not sucking my dick unless I took her swimming at the lake(which I hadn’t yet) so sadly, the most incredible blow job of my life ended in about three minutes.. She was slurping and sucking like she was starving for it. Brittany had instantly proven herself to be the perfect Personal Assistant, ever since the very first job interview where she had fucked and sucked her way into the position two weeks ago. She had recently started a routine of greeting Mr Jones every morning with a hot, steaming coffee and a wet, filthy blowjob, ‘It’s important to start the day off right, Mr Jones!’ She had giggled as she dropped to her knees eagerly. Brittany sucked.