"Now please fuck me." She had almost never said please for anything in her life and here she was begging for her fuckboy's cock."Just one more thing. ...I already know the answer but I still want to hear it," Damian said before adding, "Am I a better fuck than your husband?"For some reason, Fiona hadn't been expecting that but the words sent jolts of electricity to her cunt."So much fucking better. Now fuck me... please," her voice sounding increasingly more desperate and slutty.She felt Damian's. You’re certainly not that now and, as Lana said, the weight work has ... Brett, I’m very much looking forward to being able to run my hands all over you, run my breasts all over you. Hell, run my tongue all over you. You’ve become one fucking great-looking guy, and if we get you a team shirt, we’re going to have to carry big sticks to beat off all those girls that will want a piece of our dreamboat.”She looked around the table, then asked, “Have you girls looked around the living room on. Sitting on the bench he chatted to me, normally he puts his towel around his waist but today he laid back, now his shorts are always tight but today with no towel I noticed for the first time, his bulge was huge! I could make out a big thick mushroom head straining at his tight shorts, my eyes fixated on it, biting my lips without realising; I sprang back to reality, to catch him looking at me!I could have sworn he smiled at me and opened his legs a little wider. His head sliding along a little. And we brought hand mixers,” Kayla agreed.“We’ve gotten used to our doughnut maker which turns out perfectly shaped doughnuts every time.” Diana wistfully inserted.“Yeah, but we don’t have electricity to run the maker, and, of course, we didn’t bring it because of that,” Arlene grumped before suddenly sitting up straight. “Hey, the General said he was going to compensate them for their discovery of the column thing, and for putting up with the scientists passing through their living area,.