My face was flushed with embarrassment as my behind was literally taking the heat for my poor decision. The detective was showing no signs of slowing ...own. If anything, his swats were getting both harder and faster.“I trust, I won’t have to do this again,” he said.“No, no, never. I won’t trespass again,” I pleaded.“Good,” he said as he motioned me off his lap.I stood up, gently rubbing my bottom.“Thank God it’s over,” I sighed.“Who said it was over? You have more coming to you.,” he replied as. I slid out of my seat and laid on my back on the bed and that was all it took for them to pile in.Hubby drove away towards down town, and I laid back with my hands behind my head, looking at them. My blouse was wide open. They just stared at me sitting on both sides of the bed, so I closed my eyes.In just a second I felt hands on both my breasts and then more hands on my stomach and legs. They rubbed me for a while and then someone got brave enough to undo my shorts. Two of them tugged them. Her older sister was prone to bragging about how much the boys loved to touch them, kiss them and even lick her oversexed nipples.She didn’t particularly want boys or even girls to do anything to her nipples but she was willing to offer them up for any boy to play with if it meant getting a date to a movie or someplace that she might possibly get to actually dig down inside and hold a real live cock in her hot little hands and make it hard as a rock for some boy’s pleasure.Janet felt like she. Exam my pussy, Dr. Frank. Make sure my pussy is a-okay.”“Yes,” I groaned, her hips bucking up into my thrusts. Her hot, tight, married cunt gripped me as I fucked her. She was so wet. I leaned down, kissing her on the lips as we writhed together, her soft tits pressing against my chest. I slid a hand up to cup one, squeezing as I fucked her harder.“You're wife's my slut, Ryan,” I growled under my breath. “She's my fucking slut!”“I am,” gasped Janet. “Your slutty patient. Oh, yes, probe me Dr..