What do you say?
"With me."
John: "With me."
Rachel: "Hahahahaha!" Charmed and caught off guard by your funny pervish wit, I relent, "Okay, dude. Whatever. You can fuck me there if you want, just take it easy on me, okay? And please God, lube that shit up first."
I lean forward against the door, ready to let you have my butt.
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