Jenna is also what polite people call a very sexual woman. I just tell it like it is and call her a slutty sex addict. Tanner and Jenna are six years ...lder than I am and they have lived together since they were nineteen. When I moved in at eighteen I took the small room that was once their walk in closet until Tanner put a wall up to separate it and made a doorway in the rear wall. This allowed me some privacy however I could not help hearing them have sex each night.Jenna is not a pretty woman. The smirk on her face was even bigger than before. I started to strut down the sidewalk toward the end of the line. Before I had taken my second step, the door guy had unhooked the red velvet rope leading to the entrance.“Right this way, Miss Spires,” he gushed deferentially. “It’s a pleasure to have you and your entourage here tonight. Have a good time.”Entourage? I glanced once again at the empty space behind us, then at Cindy, then back at the door guy.“My ‘entourage’ and I thank you,” I. Beth wrapped her right hand around his vein-covered shaft and swirled her tongue around the engorged head of his thick, hard dick."Shit Beth, that feels good," he moaned. He couldn't see what she was doing. Her cascade of blond hair concealed her actions from his view.She new she didn't have much time so she decided to skip the teasing. She pumped her tiny hand up and down his shaft at a fast pace, while swirling her tongue around the head. She would follow her hand with her mouth, down and up. # # # # # # # # #"David Forrester, are you dressed yet?" somehow despite how bad I felt, hearing Janet yelling for me seemed right. "Get your ass in here if you want some coffee." Janet, please stop yelling," I said as I walked into her spotless kitchen. Janet was standing in front of her coffee maker, as naked as the day she was born. She turned around and kissed me again. She pressed her naked body against me and threw everything she had into the kiss."Shouldn't you have some clothes on?" I.