You can do what ever you want to the cunt and I'll pick herup on Sunday morning. Your gang can **** her all day and then you can whore herout all nigh...!...Hmmmm....That's sounds like FUN!. Ha, ha, ha....So....Do wehave a deal?...You guys can still come over and fuck the slut whenever you want,but on Saturdays she can be your little white whore all day!...Does that soundOK with everyone?" Lucy's mother asked.The men all smiled and nodded as the each shook Carl's hand.The young mother stroked. I am afraid that you're going to call me a slut for liking them". Not wanting to stop the sex, I said that everybody's into different things and if that's something that turns her on I'm okay with it. So at this point she is admitting it and she's not drinking. So we are having sex quite often and now she is constantly using the name Jerome. Every time it was the same name. Most times she was blowing him while she was fucking me. "Mmm, Jerome your dick is so big. Jerome, cum on my tits". But. Wendy and I tagged along and we ended up in a bar after dinner. I am not a heavy drinker. So I felt pretty tipsy after 2 beers. Wendy could drink more than me, she did not seem to feel her drinks at all. It wasn't late, but a lot of our coworkers left to go home or meet their partners somewhere. So Wendy asked if I wanted to come over to her place before I could drive home. It sounded good to me. My car was parked at work and it was no rush to move it.We walked over to her place. It was only. Jenny, are you sure? Miss Morgan, I am unsure of many things in life. But when it comes to this, I paused, I have never been surer of anything in my life. We arrived at her house and pulled into her garage. Once parked, Miss Morgan seemed to hesitate, unsure what to do next. I moved my hand under her dress. Pantyhose blocked access to the pussy I now craved to sample. I leaned in and kissed her again, making sure she didnt have time for second thoughts. My tongue parted her lips and, although.