“Please don’t call me a slut. I’m not one of those.”“Perhaps you could convince me.” I remembered the pizza and something popped into my m...nd. “After all, this is the third time you’ve ordered pizza for me in the last two weeks. And always served them reheated. I could tell.”“I, er ... pizza?” she stammered.“Oh do keep up, dear.” Urbane gentleman. Remember the role! “Yes, pizza. It’s glaringly obvious that you order pizza for me when you want to cook for your gentleman callers. Care to tell me. Naomi had never let herself go with me, the way she had with Marcus. I mean, she swallowed his cum. Then kissed me. Who the fuck does that. It was revolting and something I never would have agreed to, but she was so passionate when she kissed me. I just couldn't bring myself to disappoint her. It was more than just her swallowing his load though. She let him cum inside her and told him that she belongs to him. I was starting to look forward to just getting through the night and hoping that some. Lila shrieked and batted it away with one hand gripping the boat with the other."Honey what's wrong?" Mark asked as somehow managed to tread water while shedding his waterlogged flannel. His boots and jeans followed right behind leaving him in just his boxers without his head ever breaking the surface."Something touched me!" Just a fish." He chuckled dipping beneath the water as he peeled his shirt away from his chest. "Lets go." Lila nodded and braced against the boat and pushed off into the. I didn't care if I was hurting her or not.‘Come on Gordon, ahh, use me, give me all that cock. Give your whore wife what she deserves. Fuck meee haard. Oh god, give me your cum.’I roared then, shooting spurt after spurt of scalding spunk into Sandra’s wet hole. She slumped forward onto the counter and her dress fell back over her arse. My kilt fell back over my now very red and slimy cock.The whole episode can only have taken five minutes, ten tops. I moved away gasping for breath and feeling a.