” “You understand,” I cautioned, “That you are must obey all my commands when at the club.” She looked slightly surprised, but quickly regai...ed her composure, “Well that goes without saying.” I smiled, “You are a little deviant, aren’t you?” She moved in, her hand on my ass, “In more ways than one.” She moved to my ear and whispered, her hot breath on my neck, my weak spot by the way, “What about your friend?” I responded, “She’s straight, or at least she thinks she is.” As my hand slid under. .hell, that adds up quickly. And they've friends!I put my hands on Ron's head, pulling his face up to mine, and I kissed him, put my arms around him, and whispered into his ear, "How would you like to be my pimp?"Hs head jerked up, and I giggled, pulling him down, saying "Just for your friends, and you're no charge." He grumbled something, and I sighed, "Listen, this isn't going to last forever. Lets make the best of it for both of us, okay?"He grinned, and said "You'll be worked hard."I. . this time was about need. Sheer, unadulterated, lustful need. She needed to be with Diane. It was as though there were a force driving her that rose above a simple longing or desire to fuck her and watch her cum, and that force made her body ache for Diane's softness. Diane was beneath her on the bed, wearing nothing now but her skimpy panties. Diane's full rounded breasts were smashed against her own similarly nude body. Cindy could feel the wet anticipation flowing between her legs and. I just love it when you eat me out after having the tip of that seat working into my fuck hole.”Her crude talk always turns me on, and I gladly laid back on the bed as she removed her Lycra outfit. She then came up and straddled my face with her muscular, sweaty thighs, and I was almost overwhelmed with the pleasant, yet strong aroma of her hairy and sweaty crotch. Just as happened in Sacramento, she sometimes tasted differently, and her juices were periodically a little thicker. I had learned.