When Jen came back to Earth, she realized that she had pissed on the sheets and even got a little on me. She looked at me rather nervously, fearing my...possible wrath. I pulled her up, kissed her mouth with plenty of tongue, and then took the sheets off the bed. I soaked a washcloth and used it on both of us, very gently, as her cunt was rather sensitive right then from at least two fucks (though I wouldn't have put it past Jen to have ridden me in my sleep three or four times if she had the. Enjoy a little blow every once in a while?" Blow? She asked questioningly. But her interest was obvious to Gentner."Yeah, blow, coke, you know?"Her weak disguise vanished into her small purse along with her lipstick. Impulsively, she asked, "Good stuff?" Good? Absolutely, maybe even 90% pure. You'll be sky high in no time at all." Oh, gee," she said, trying to sound like a little girl from a Minnesota dairy farm, which, once upon a time, was exactly what she had been. "I never have ... but it. .. I know in certain situations they must be used but I just hate them and have never been able to reach orgasm when on is being used with me. They admitted to me that they were still new to swinging and swapping and had only swapped once before. They invited us to their house for an all night fuck fest and I set everything up with them! Tom took off work early that Friday and we drove the five hours to their house. Everything had been going great, lots of flirting and kissing between the. There was nothing better than strong English tea in the morning and Charlotte’s cook finally made it the way he liked it. He would not like to have to find a new mistress and put together a new household if she was going to be jealous, but trust Charlotte’s sense of justice to turn to his fiancée. It was for that reason he had kept her as his mistress for nearly three years now. ‘She’s sixteen, I believe. Young, but not dreadfully young. She’s a charming, sweet girl. You’d like her,’ he.