This was of course because once again she was greeted at the door by a naked man and moments later she was once again being handed a cold drink by tha... same naked man as she sat down in the same armchair as she had sat in two days ago. The big difference this time was that she was completely OK with everything - unlike Saturday when all this nudity stuff had been just so totally new and unexpected. In just two days so much had changed in Jessie’s young fourteen year old mind. This was to the. She was on her back just looking up at the ceiling. I started to kiss her slowly and softly. she still didn't move. I told her how much I love and and still love her for doing this . Nothing from her. I began to stroke her pussy and finger it.Finally she looked at me as asked if I liked her being a slut for other men.This was a loaded question. She asked if I liked her to be a slut for other men then she also wanted to be a slut for me. She told me that the way he treated her made her hot and. They kissed for about 5 minutes till someone came out of the bar and broke apart abruptly. I think they were doing something neither of them wanted anyone to know about. They talked for a minute and both got into separate cars. The drove to the other side of the huge parking lot where the lights weren’t on and parked next to each other. They got out of the cars, I did sort of happen to walk over close enough to see and hear them. But anyway, he held out his arms to her and she almost flew over. I thought back to what it had felt like, and how much fun it was to do, how much I enjoyed drinking down his older male load, how I couldn't wait for more of it to fill my belly. I began to caress my breasts and slide my hands down to my shaved throbbing pussy lips. I caught myself and turning off the shower, entered the studio. I found a large fluffy bean bag in a closet and brought it out into the middle of the room. I layed down and spread my legs and openly fondled my clit. I fantasized.