Maybe with Opal. She’s more your type, isn’t she?”“Yeah. But not all of them are whores.”“Will she be offended if you ask?”“Nope. Fren...hie makes sure they know it’s completely up to them. No pressure.”“That’s good.”“It is.”“How many are?”“I don’t know. Maybe half?”Joe watched Opal interact briefly with Lionel when he bought the drinks.She giggled when Joe asked her, “Would you be interested in going upstairs.”“Sorry,” she explained. “I just got asked a similar question.”“But more along the. He realized he could use this situation to get back at Bobby where it would really hurt. He drove up to Julie's front door and rang the bell.Julie looked somewhat startled when she opened the door. "Hi Van," she said, immediately looking over his should to ensure that Raul's van and Bobby were out of sight."How ya'll doing, Julie?" said Van as he walked past her. Her mother was away on one of her few monthly errands: picking up some welfare checks. That was why Julie had asked Van to come at. She is very good at her job, and is likely the most organized human being you've ever met. She can laugh, and she can have a good time, but she never makes it a point to become friendly with her staff on her own. She has been persuaded in the past, however, and there is a picture in the office of all four of you at a karaoke bar. As you watch her in the office, your mind wanders to her long legs, often highlighted by her heels and skirts that might be considered a bit short had she not been. Be careful. That hurt!" She finally had to tell me, and I knew that it made her angry having to admit to me that it had. Which simply made me smile, and pissed me off even more realizing all that.I didn't say anything though, and simply continued to slam into her cunt from behind perhaps a little more forcefully that I otherwise would have. Surprisingly, I felt my wife's cunt begin to lubricate, and our coupling became a little less frictioned than it had started out, but she was obviously not.