She eventually turned around, hiked her skirt up and pulled her panties down, allowing me to eat her wet, beautiful treasure.“Oh, shit… Oh, fuck�...� Fuck me…” She said, biting her lip hard.I wouldn’t want to say I wanted to necessarily "fuck" Fancy. My feelings for her were strong. I really liked her. I respected her. But there was something about her that was sexy as hell.“Ugh! Ugh! Oh, God, eat that fucking pussy!” She said, while I fingered and consumed her juices.In my opinion, with her, the. "Now suppose you explain to me why we should tolerate your continued presence!"I had zipped my fly all the way up and was ready to do battle."You don't get it--do you, "Mr. Pecs?!" she taunted, poking me harshly in the chest before resuming."I have your license plate and my friend at the desk has the credit-card carbon. Now take a look at this!!"She reached inside her elegant blouse and pulled out a couple of photographs which she lobbed almost viciously onto the bed along with her clean white. But this is what I fantasize happening... On Friday night you would be all flirty with Logan like normal and all over me in front of her making her wonder how it would feel to have our lips on her and our hands all over her body. We would be drinking and all making sexual comments about anything but never really about one another or implying that anyone wanted to be with anyone. We would stay up really late cuddling on the couch watching scary movies until we all feel asleep on the floor. It took me about half an hour to turn on and start things that needed to cook for a while. We began going over the basic things I knew we needed then headed to the store room to check the rest. Not being very tall, I have to use a four foot step stool to checks items on the higher shelves. I swore I could feel his eyes glaring at my ass in the tight fitting jeans I was wearing. Or maybe I just wanted that to be happening. We finished all the dry goods then it was time to work on a meat.