“I already said I’m sorry! Would you just stop pouting already?” he pleaded.

“I’m not pouting. You’re being really mean,” she said as she looked away to her left.

Her pushed her back on the couch, pulled her ass free from her tight jeans and worked the tip of his thick cock into her gripping asshole.

“There! See? I’m fucking your ass before you head out, just like you wanted. I’ll even come all over your face before you go out with your friends for your ladies night out. Can we just stop fighting?”

“We’ll see. If you fuck my ass hard - and I mean really put your back into it - I’ll think about forgiving you, but you have to call me a ‘slut faced whore’ and a 'dirty, cock hungry bitch’ while you do it.”

He sighed. “Fine. I am sorry. I should have just fucked your ass when you asked me the first time.”