Maybe I can win this time.

"Do you want me to spank you?" I asked, my hand hovering over her ass.

"Don't you want to spank me?"

My hand smacked against her ass hard and she bit her lip after jerking in response.

"Foul, no rhetoric, Two, love." I smiled. Shit, this was way too much fun. What would I do if she won a point though? Best to cross that bridge when I came to it. "Did you fuck that girl?"

"Her name's Joan... OW! FUCK... oh that was good..."

"Statement, Game," I realized that she was throwing it. She wanted this, for some reason. Wanted me to do this to her. It felt good though, to give her this. It felt like all of the power that I could exert over her was being borne out in a way that was what we both wanted. Fuck, had to think of another question.

"Did Dear little Joan Fuck my wife?" I snarled next to her ear menacingly.

"Does it matter?"

"Does what matter?"

"Was that a Repetition?"

"Why is this pussy so wet?"

"Because it's got all your sperm in it... FUCK... Again please..."

I grinned, my hand gripping her ass tightly, and then pulled it back once again before thinking better of it and instead began to trace my fingers over her body.. Damn I was hard, and loving the game, the teasing, and the power that she was giving me freely.

"Statement. One, Love." I slid my fingers over her ass gently, caressing and teasing. I could feel the heat of her body against my finger tips, and the warm damp of her lubrication was flowing freely. "Did Joan make her come hard?"

"Yeah... real hard... OW! GOD YES... Oh fuck... please Brent... Fuck me..."

"Statement. Two, Love." One more question, and the game would be over. "Will you Marry me?"

"But I can't... Oh god... yes... fuck yes... If I could..." Her words were punctuated by each impact of my hand against her. she panted in response to each curling her knees up so that her ass came up off of the bed, presenting herself nicely. "Please Brent... now..."