When I’d taken care of business in the bathroom I came back and sat on the edge of the bed.Cal lay there and smiled up at me.I leaned down and kisse... her on the forehead.“Can we do it again?” she asked.“I hope so, I’m intending doing that with you for the rest of our lives.”“I mean now.”Resigned to my fate, I lay back down beside her.This time when we finished, we decided it would be fun to take a shower together, a tight squeeze in the bathroom shower cubicle but we managed by helping each. Me : don’t know.Then we cleaned each other, came out of the bathroom she put on a nightie, I did not have any spare dress so I just covered myself with towel, we went to do prayer and came back to bedroom, I sat on the bed and asked to sit beside me , we started a conversation, we started to talk about each other, we both wanted to know what each other like, dislike, it was like a date with chithi, then I made her lay on the bed and lifted her nightie till the hip and buried my face in her. I was in luck, Slut was at the sink cleaning her pussy after probably a dozen guys fucked her. She had four fingers of her left hand jammed deep in her sloppy pussy, trying to get as much juice out of it as possible. That's right, her name is Slut, her mom and dad are part of a sex cult that trained her from birth to be a cock loving slut. I envied her in some ways, she already had nipple rings for instance, she'd had them for as long as I've known her, she must've got them when she was very. From the passenger side emerged a glorious figure. Long legs sheathed in tight denim, a black leather jacket and long, thick hair of ebony. She removed her sunglasses and scanned our home with a bemused expression.Stan, proud of his work, went outside to meet them armed with a long matchstick. He swiped it on the concrete step and pushed the lit stick into the crown of the jack o’ lantern. Its ghoulish face came alive, yellow triangles wavering across the steps, as he talked to the young.