What about her?! Barbara gives me a choice.

Barbara and I managed to trade moans for the next several minutes, also sharing tongues as our lips never left each other. Finally, between breaths, she spoke.

"Matt," she said.

"Yeah, Barbie?" I asked.

"This WAS hot, but it's kind of lost the draw for me," she told me.

"So it's over?!" I asked, silently praying for a negative response.

"Yeah, it's over," she told me.

I was disappointed, until she went on.

"But you decide," she added, "is it over to your room or mine?"