I can not say a word, all the blood has left my brain.
I know this is her show and I am her most dedicated fan.

She turns around and kneels before me
She rubs her naked breasts against my legs
A smile crosses her lips as she said in her silky voice she says "Would you fuck me?"

That's two touches, I am racking up the wins.
My hands grasp at air when they want to grasp at her hair

She blows softly on my balls before taking her hand and gently upping them
Her tongue finds the back of my shaft and slides on the underside to the front of my penis
She looks up at me with pleading eyes and said in her silky voice she says "Would you fuck me?"

I am twitching in her hand and she knows the power she has over me. All I can do is growl.
That was three, and I won. I get whatever I want, which right now, more than anything, is her.

Climbing on top, pinning my arms under the silky legs, she hovers inches above my erect manhood. She places her lips on my ear and in her silky voice she says "Would you fuck me?"

I can smell how turned on she is and can only think of her warmth and wetness. I inhale deep but say nothing.

She begins inching slowly down, her outer moist lips slowly engulfing the head of my penis like a food lover tasting the best meal they have ever experienced.
Her eyes widen, her lower lip trembles, and finally she gasps, "then fuck me."

She screams again in release, but this time I cover me mouth with mine and inhale deeply, stealing her breath. It is a trick I learned and it enhances her orgasms.

Pulling me closer to her as I pound away, I know she is cumming hard. She is raking my back with her nails. The quefing noises continue the harder I push. My legs are dripping with her moisture.
"Cum inside me, I want to feel you cum inside me, I need you now..."

This was not the tender love of welcome home, this was not the slow soft love of missing someone, this was the hard fucking that comes from needing someone more than anyone else.

I came, and came, and came, filling her hard and feeling like I was empty and sore. taking her to the bed we collapsed. she smiled and fell asleep, satisfied.

The next morning, we settled our bet over coffee.
"What do you want?" she asked sheepishly.
"Well, you broke the rules three times, so I want a trifecta." i answered.
She was puzzled. "What is a trifecta?" she asked
"Three events of my choosing, but you can plan the details." I answered.
An evil grin marked her face.
"What is first?"
"Damsel in distress, three nights from now."
A broad smile crossed her lips.
"and next" she asked
"I'll keep you in suspense."