"Oh sorry Harold my big bum is always getting in the way," she shyly mumbled."No Ellen it was my fault, I was standing too close to you."As they enter...ed the bungalow the sexual tension had gone up a couple of notches.Having got Harold seated on the settee and having removed her jacket and established how Harold liked his coffee Ellen went into her kitchen.Harold was slightly stiff in his trousers and although he was pleased at how things seemed to be developing he did not want to cause any. ?That?s good Mikael.? Very good.?Now take your clothes off.??WHAT??? I yelled in a whisper.He slapped me hard; I saw stars inthe darkness.? ?If you don?t do exactlyas I say, my parents are going to find out and you?re going to be in bigfucking trouble.? If you do exactly as Isay, I?ll go clean everything up and we can sleep and not have to worry aboutit.? Do NOT talk back again or this isover and you?re in trouble.?? I pulled my hand back from hiscock.? My hand still felt warm from whereit had. He brought a hand up to slip his fingers inside her as he stopped sucking, pulled back to tease her with his tongue as he gently, slowly started to probe her with his index and middle fingers together. She let her head drop back, her breathing almost with no pattern at all, little more than hitched, shuddered gasps, eyes fluttering closed, body moving so strongly now, pushing herself against him hard, hips coming off the bed. “That’s it baby. Cum all over him. Let it go right in his face.”. We ate, then played video games, and air hockey, basically just acting like the nine year olds we were when we met. After a while, I jumped up off the couch to refill my drink, and returned to see him sitting in my spot! “Move!” I shouted mock-angrily. “You stole my spo-ot!” I whined and I begged, but Zach just refused to move. “That chair over there is open,” he suggested, knowing I would refuse. “No! I’m sitting in my spot whether you like it or not.” And with that, I plopped myself down on.