Ashley’s POV:

      A warning to all of you out there: Women are complicated. I had Spencer eagerly telling me to please her and whatnot just 2 hours ago, and right after she was hella upset. But I can see why; her parents were not amused one bit. Her dad thinks I’m a bad influence on her now, and that we don’t belong together. He even threatened to separate us if we – or should I say, I ever screwed up again. In a way, this is my fault, even though it takes 2 to get freaky in her parents’ room. I thought we could laugh this off and all after the initial embarrassment, but I was wrong. Though I must admit, Glen is a total retard it’s hilarious. I think he has this newfound respect for me now that he’s under the impression that I have a massive penis.

            I’m crushed that she’s so upset, though. I don’t want her to sleep alone here. I want her to go to bed with me like we always do. The bed feels so large and cold without her on the other side right next to me. I breathed in that intoxicating scent of her hair. It smelled of that fruit shampoo she used- berries and cream, I think. I nuzzled her softly, wanting to convey how sorry I was and how much I needed her. “Oh, Ashley.” she sighed, petting my head. “I love you.” I whispered into her ear. “I’m sorry, Spence. I screwed up. I promise you, I’ll make you proud of me every single second of my life from now on; don’t worry. Your parents will see that we are right for each other. I promise.” I said, smiling down at her. “And if they don’t?” she asked, fear clouding her eyes. “Then I’ll kidnap you and we’ll runaway to Cabo and live there.” I teased. “Trust me, Spence. They’ll come around.” She sighed and relaxed herself against my body. “My family means a lot to me, Ash. But you’ve got me thinkin’ maybe you mean a little bit more they do now.” She said, kissing my jaw. “Let’s go to bed.” I said, suddenly scooping her off the floor and into my arms. “What?! Ashley Elizabeth Davies, put me down now!” she laughed, pounding her fists into my back playfully as I threw her over my shoulder. “I feel like you’re some sort of caveman dragging me off to your lair.” She teased. “Don’t mix me up with your ex.” I replied, smirking at her. “Anyhow, you’d love me even if I was that stupid, cause Glen said you’re crazzzzyyy about this.” I said, pulling the big cock out of the hole in my boxers. Spencer snorted and giggled. “Glen’s such a dumb butt. He thought you were a man. Doesn’t he know that technically would mean I’m not gay then?” “I dunno. But I bet you I’m a lot bigger than he is.” I said, howling in laughter. “Rawr.” I growled playfully, diving for her belly. I tickled her until she rolled over on her stomach, trying to swat me away from her vulnerable areas. I grabbed her b the midsection and pulled her back, grinding into her slightly. “Oh no, Ashley Davies.” She warned. “I think we’ve had enough of your antics for today. How can you be horny again when we just had sex and got in major trouble for it?” “You’re mean, Spence.” I pouted. “Why does that make me mean? I’m exhausted- shouldn’t you be?!” she asked in disbelief. “Didn’t you know?” I asked, pretending to be sad. “Know what?” “That I didn’t cum, that’s what!” I said, raising my voice in desperation. “Oooohhh…my poor baby… come here, my little Ash-y… I’ll make it all better.” She cooed. I grinned from ear to ear and climbed up to her. To my surprise, instead of undressing or anything, she pushed me out of the bed and stuck my hand into my boxers. She just lay there, smiling at me as I looked back at her, confused. “Spence?”