The last time I woke, I had her legs spread as wide as I could about to come, when she asked "Is that you f*****g me or Henry?" By this time, I didn't have any lie left in me regarding my fantasy, I was utterly spent, yet the psychotic fantasy was still with me. I watched the sun peek through the port hole of our cabin when I said "Tell me again about Henry coming inside you." The instant I did, she loudly replied as she thrust her hips against mine saying "God Damn it, If you want it you, you got it John. I hope his d**k is big and you regret it. Hell, I might even like it. Didn't think of that did you?" I was shooting my load inside her as she said it, which pissed her off eve more. We neither said a word after that. She rolled away from me, and we fell asleep. At around nine AM, I woke
