Kelly was his sister, the kind of young woman for whom the term "slut" was invented. Hell, Kelly was a slut's slut, Bud thought. Always wearing hooker...clothes, her boobs sticking out, her cunt wet from one guy's cock and already looking for the next one.Like now. There she was on the couch, her legs splayed like she was getting it already. Tube top, no bra, her tits bulging out above the elastic, her nipples pressing bumps into the hot pink fabric. Bare stomach, short-short blue spandex mini. She was so angry, Dave had sent a pic of her naked to Jerome. You couldn’t see her face but her pert 34 c tits and her ass which was perfect where there for all to see. Jerome said ‘I would love to fuck that. Is that your ex’? ‘Yes’ Dave replied ‘and what would you like me to do to her?’ asked Jerome. ‘Make her suck it and then I want you to get it all in her, make her scream?’ said Dave Meg was shocked, horny and confused all at once. She couldn’t take it anymore and her hand slid into her. " Still a girl likes a little of that stuff; to set the mood if nothing else." You can get that stuff from your hubby. You need to look at it from my point of view. You are a married woman cheating on her husband. In other words, you are a slut. Not that there is anything wrong with being a slut, in fact I love having sluts around, but that is what I see when I have a married woman in my apartment. That is what I want to see. That's all you have to do Betsy, be a slut. Say slutty things, do. Oh what is this baby girl''getting his hand on my hole feeling my little plugged pussy ''oh you little slut are ready for daddy cock arent you?''''yes daddy always''getting my lil panty down looking at my pink plug ''what we have here''''ahhhh mmmmfffff''mouth push on his cock my lil plug removed slowly''oh that cute pussy''''its clean right ? iam married i dont want trouble''''yess daddy i am tested , i have the papper here ''pointing the console in front''you k**ding right? you have the.