She still hadn't dressed but her dressing gown was tightly wrapped around her."You won't rat on me will you?" she asked looking slightly pale."Of cour...se I will, you stupid cunt," I said with a laugh.Well, I wasn't thinking of doing anything of the kind but sometimes her attitude gets up my nose."No, please don't," she squealed.The panic in her voice was lovely to hear."You've only got yourself to blame," I said with a laugh. "You treat me like shit then expect me to be nice to you." No, I'll be. I finished my last English composition before lunch. My history term paper on the Battle of Monterey was done by late afternoon. I included a brief account of the local Lancaster County West Point graduate who had commanded the howitzers that breached the city walls. He had been brevetted to major for his gallantry. His efforts made the storming of the city possible. He was born, raised and buried a few miles from my house.I showered, shaved and changed into some nice clothes for my evening. You are a little smaller than Herve and me. I think you should try it first. Okay?”I was watching Dreng and could tell that at first he might have started to take it negatively until it occurred to him that it meant he was going to be the one to be able to fuck me there, first. When he looked at me, I gave him a smile and walked over to him. I reached up and kissed him on the lips as my hand went to his cock. I looked down at his cock as I slowly stroked it. It was already hard just from. And she asked me what else I liked, and I told her that feeling her hands on my ass was sensational.She told me to lay down on my front and began massaging my ass. Nobody had hardly even touched my ass before and now it was getting a real going-over. I was quickly discovering how erotic it is to have someone touch my backside. I lifted my ass up off the bed slightly, because my cock was getting hard again. She took it as a sign I wanted more. I hadn't thought about it, but immediately.