He asked her “do you like to be fucked in the ass?” She said “well I have a few times with my husband but not a lot.” He leaned down and said ...“well you are gonna be fucked there now”. He stroked her ass cheeks making her hips move and her moan to his touch, his fingers slid along her ass crack and on to her rosebud and teased it. She was loving it and pushed backwards to his finger. He saw some lotion on the night stand and disrobed, squirted some on her asshole and fingered her asshole some. "Cam said, "The pretzel was me, sister. Think how I feel." I tried to untangle you girls before I went to bed. It could have been worse. You all were woven together like a plate of spaghetti." So, Boss. What's doing today?" Lisa wanted to know."For now, get your showers out of the way and collect any laundry. Meet me in the kitchen in thirty minutes. We'll take it from there."Pete shooed the Pixies upstairs and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. In the thirty minutes, he made giant ham and. “Oh! Her precious genius,” she nodded, making the connection.“I don’t know about precious,” I said with a little levity. “I’m attending four degree programs at Harvard though, so I’ll agree to the genius part.”“Only four?” she asked, leading me to one of the X-Ray rooms. “That doesn’t seem very genius to me.”“Well, I could be doing more, but I’m taking martial arts and dance classes, running my own cheer team and fighting crime on the side,” I argued, feeling a little better for the. He blocked out reason with a gesture. Night made their slow-building kiss to its sloppy, intense climax something dreamlike; the clumsiness of their movements that came from their newness to each other and their bodies' edges, forgivable.Bingo moved into the accommodating bed, drawing all of himself closer to her body, so much warmer than he was. Her springy head of hair pillowed around her face and her skin, like the darkness, felt like it was all around him. When she grinned she was eyes and.