" Oh?" Mary said as her dress fell to the floor, "You are just going to fuck me, is that it?" That's it you sexy slut. Get your ass on that bed." Don'... you even want to pull the covers down?" Hell no, they aren't ours and I'm in a hurry." So now I'm a slut am I?" Isn't that what you would call a woman who does quickies in a hotel room?" Okay stud, I'll be your slut for now. Get over here and fuck me."I probed for her opening and as my cock slid between her pussy lips I reached under her,. "This attitude surprised Ann but not as much as the sudden swelling of hiscock in response to it."You may be illiterate," went on Hattie, "but a strong man like you has alot to offer the world."Ann's penis grew even more and he suddenly saw his sister in a new light,as a man to a woman. Ann never would have expected it and was repulsed atsome level by it, but right now they weren't related by blood at all, andas the saying went, the cock wants what the cock wants."Well I reckon you ain't 'arf. "She'll never get a good score ... Wait! What the fuck are you doing with two babes? I thought your score was no better than mine!" Mike turned around and both of his hands clenched.Ashley and Lenore backed away as I dropped into a fighting crouch."I never said that," I pointed out. "All I said was that my score was disappointing." How disappointing could it be if you have two sluts hanging around you?" Mike said as he began moving forward. His hands were raised to chin height as he. Marguerite offered her cheek, but her husband interjected, “A proper kiss, woman!”Blushing profusely, Marguerite faced Le Gris, who by now was suppressing a laugh. Being so much taller than her, he had to lean down quite a bit. Marguerite lifted up, onto her toes. She could smell him long before his lips touched hers. His was a strong and manly scent. She felt a slight shudder pass through her body when their lips finally brushed each other.For a moment, Marguerite lost her focus, forgetting.