Through the closed door I could hear the subdued but distinct sound of lovemaking. "Friday night is fucking night," Shauna continued, "has been for a ...ong time - anyway they're probably pissed, usually are. They won't be out of there or bothering us before morning, then they'll be off to their precious bloody festival again. Now come on, screw me again." Hang on," I said, "Don't you want me to wear some sort of protection? In any case I need some refractory time - I'll be bloody lucky if. Back in bed and under the covers, she turned to me and said, "Carl, I have a little secret. I didn't tell your everything. You remember my story about New Orleans ? Well, part of it is true, ya know the money and stuff." She had my fullest attention! "Well," she continued, "Paul, my boyfriend, and I planned to go there over break. I was so excited and really dreamed about the trip but we got into a major fight over some stupid thing and broke up last month. He'll be there fucking Sophia. ”“I know the difference and there are times to dress appropriately. I definitely get aroused dressing sexy for you both and enjoy acting like your slutty daughter. I love purposely calling you Mommy and Daddy and talking naughty. I think it’s fun for us to be thought of as a slutty Mom and Daughter. We dress like sluts but we don’t fuck every guy we see. And I know Daddy likes us looking suggestive and slutty too.”“I sure do!” He grinned. “But I also must point out that you don’t always have to. He felt like warm marble against her tongue and palate. Eric rocked gently in her mouth as she thrust up to him. She grabbed his ass cheek and pulled herself to within an inch of his hard, thickly veined base. Ariel realized she had opened her legs involuntarily and was actively rubbing her wet slit. She moaned through her full mouth. She resigned herself that she would finish him. Despite a desire to establish her pleasure as paramount, she knew she was enjoying this too much and that she.