“Stay with me. I want to wake up with you in the morning.”“I’d like that, too,” I said.We didn’t move from the couch for a while, enjoying... the feel of each other’s body. Finally, she pushes me up, grabs my hand and takes me into her bedroom. She pulls back the covers and we crawl in and cuddle, kissing, holding, rubbing each other, feeling close and warm but still we don’t speak then dozed off in each other’s arms.When I woke up, she was on her side, still asleep. We had slept spooning, my arm. Then Weird Stanley's tongue snaked out and touched the terribly sensitive tip of her clitty, and she arched her back to thrust her pussy even nearer to his face, so he might offer her oral adoration of a more direct sort. He sucked her clitty into his mouth, nursing on it like a nipple, sucking it deeply between his lips and running the tip of his tongue over it again and again, at the same time that he worried it back and forth, as though trying to break it off.The sensations were magnificent. .. p-p-pleeeeaaaasse!" she cried, tears blurring her vision. "It's hurting me... it's killing... aggggghhhh!"But Byron gritted his teeth, stopping for a second, relaxing his thick muscles before tensing them again and shoving down."Uhhh... you're loosenin' up, baby. Yeah, I can feel... uhhh... feel you loosenin' up," he groaned, shifting his weight into her thighs.Marcie's eyes glazed over, rolling up in her head. The agony continued. She was gasping in air with short, panting breaths. Her head. I moved up behind her and started sliding my cock up and down the crack of her ass touching her pussy and asshole. She wriggled her hips from side to side and tried to reach back to grab my cock but I slapped her hand away.“I’m going to have to fuck her in the ass now, you know that don’t you.” She protested immediately calling out, “No, please we don’t do that, please fuck my pussy again.”I laughed, “Shut the fuck up whore, I’ll fuck you any way I like and right now I’m going to have that ass.