And then he turned up: the smarmy, confident one. I groaned inwardly when she caught his eyes - if I knew my Mistress well she would delight in choosi...g him. She had me in agony most of the night, drawing her lips tantalisingly close and pulling away subtly at the last moment, as if our game could slip through the public eye. By the end of the night, when the party had died down and most of them had left, our true colours came out. I sat on the adjacent sofa and watched him pull her top off,. She thought to herself, ‘I feel like such a horny slut!’Before she could stop herself she yelled, “Make me your fuck slut!”She thought to herself, ‘I would never have said that if I hadn’t become addicted to Lushstories.’Colin yelled, “You’re my fuckslut!”Robyn loved hearing that, it made her feel so much sexier and dirtier.“Tell me again!”“YOU'RE MY FUCKSLUT!”She felt his warm sweat dripping into her lower back as he continued pounding her from behind. It dripped down her body and oozed down. Last night was super, all k**s asleep early and I am not really thinking about sex, I have not for months. I just had to stop. So I start getting little kisses and being me, I push it to passionate kissing, Which was super good but with consequences. OK, I love him savagely and he has a body and woman would desire. Nibbling his lips was not enough for me, nor Ken. He gave me oral sex, the first time ever. It was rookie but just feeling his whisker stubble was enough to make me. In short. “Later,” I said. She looked so disappointed.“Just quickly?”“No,” said Karl, “we must get back and change.”The party had to end at midnight. I heard the music stop and went out into the humid night, naked. They arrived soon after, Almira still in her bright red gown. It was backless, almost to her arse cleavage, and slit one side from her hip down.“I hope you are properly dressed under that,” I said.“Not a stitch.” And she moved the front across to flash bare pussy at me.“I’ve been wet all.