It was a beautiful thing watching my wife transform into this uncontrollable slut, right before my eyes. She told him that she had been dying for him ...o fuck her since the first day I introduced them, and he said he was going to do things to her that she had only imagined. With that, he told her to get on her knees because tonight she was his slut and she would do anything he asked.Once on her knees, Pat unzipped my friend's pants and pulled them off of him. She started licking and rubbing his. "Well that sucked." Her hair is a mess, her lipstick smeared, too much eye makeup in an adolescent attempt at a smoky eye and it's run a little, she's wearing the gloves, but they're not pulled all the way up, she's carrying an open bottle of Malibu rum in one hand and a clutch purse in the other. There are darker spots on her dress where it's damp with god knows what. Her bottom lip is sticking out a little in a pout and her eyes are a little red. She's barefoot. Her pantyhose are worn through. Kathy, always asking if you would like a coffee or if she can be of service. Mmmm... service you are sure she could be. Dressed with nice clothes but clearly doesn't know how to wear them, you think she must have lost weight recently or she purposely gets them over-sized. Mid-twenties shoulder length brown hair, nice sized breasts and ass, definitely something to grab hold of. She was the kind of girl that you just might want to bring home to meet the parents. A simple smile or encouraging word. “You, stop that!” I caught myself shouting after Tara hurried off my lap on the bus, “what’s the meaning of this? Why are you drowning and shooting these people, anyway? What crimes have they committed?”True, I had to quickly get my pants back up to avoid looking ridiculous when confronting the stranger. Even so, I delighted in the fact that I smelled like very recent sex. The scent was almost certainly recognizable and would likely irritate him, I suspected in my gut. Sure enough, the.