I lean my head back and decide I am ready for this, but I still don't know if I'm ready to fuck him in the ass. (Crude expression, isn't it?) Our rhyt...hm and my reverie are interrupted by the ringing of Abby's phone on the nightstand. The alarm clock next to it tells us that it's 11:18 pm; I wonder who is calling at this hour? More annoying than the phone ringing, it's a ringtone ripped from the late 1970's - “I Will Survive.” Wow, that's a popular lip-synching drag queen song, who would she. His first time with her was that way because he interrupted us.” Open honesty had worked with her mom all those months ago, I hoped it worked with Marsha, too. I watched her carefully as I said that, as carefully as I could in the flickering light from the movie screen shining on the back row. I didn’t see her flinch. “Tell me about it.” Her voice was barely more than a whisper. That set off all sorts of alarms in my head. Nothing about answering that seemed like a good idea, but I. " As you get out of bed and walk to the shower to ready yourself for a day at work.I watch you as you walk away from the bed to the bathroom. I admire your beautiful body; the muscles of your back and your firm buttocks. I stare at your strong legs, the sinuous muscles of your hard thighs. I slide over to your side of the bed, the musky man scent that your body left behind fills my nostrils and makes my head reel. My nipples become erect as I think back to just a few moments ago and the passion. "What goes on here will never be told or I will sell you to some sex peddlers" he told me. "I want you to remove your night gown and panties and every night you will now sleep naked." When I was naked, he began to feel me up. He played with my tits telling me how big and wonderful they were. Then he rubbed my pussy and said how he loved a young pussy. He put my hand on his cock and told me to stroke it for him. He did have a nice big thick cock. As i stroked it, he told me how good it felt.He.