"I have a fever, all right!" she snapped at him, jerking his hand up and placing it on her tits. "But that fever is inside me… on my tits, in my pussy! Oh, darling, I want to get fucked!"

Both of them looked startled. Rob's eyes went wide as he looked at her, his mouth open. Sandy's eyes popped and she tried to cut off the words with her hand, but it was far too late. It might have ended there, with both of them embarrassed, if Rob had not tried to yank his hand off her tit.

"Sandy!" he said, half-mad and half-shocked. She held his hand hard against her tit, and her eyes blazed. She could not stop the sudden tumbling of words now. "That's right, damn you! I want to get fucked! With that big cock of yours, you son of a bitch! I saw that hard on during the game, and I know why you had it! But that hard on is mine, you hear? That cock belongs to me, not to that little piece of cunt with her hot ass swinging around! Goddamn you, you bastard, it's mine!"

"Sandy, what in the hell…"

"Oh, fuck you!" she spat, grabbing for his cock, but making sure his hand remained on her tit. She had never used such language in her life, and she could not stop it now. "Fuck you, I said! That cock belongs to me and I won't let some little teenage cunt have it!"

She closed her fingers about his cock, feeling his prick tightly through his pants.

"Sandy, not here!" Rob growled, slamming the door so the dome light went off. People were all around them, but it seemed as if they hadn't seen what Sandy and Rob were doing. "What has gotten into you, Sandy! Stop it, now! We're in public!"

"That's just it!" she snarled at him, trying to pull the zipper of his pants down. "Nothing has gotten into me! Not for days! You don't fuck me anymore, and you're never a good fuck when you do! You don't have any imagination, never want to experiment! You think that anything other than being on top of me is wrong! A few stabs, you come, and that's sex! Well, fuck you, Rob! I'll show you what sex is!"