Threw her skimpy clothes after her and had a good night's sleep, can tell you that. What do you think. Two days later I found a note in my letterbox a...king me to please use her again! Dumb cunt! Didn't respond of course. Got two more notes already, begging for it. May whore her, get some cash out off the FUCKMEAT. If I want to make the effort, that is.You won't believe though, when I got to my place a few days later, the cunt was waiting at my door! Why haven't you called me, she started. It was then another couple walked past us and said good morning, it startled me at first but they were also naked. Dawn giggled “I guess we are not alone here” she said “I also guess we don’t have to get dressed”. With our clothes in hand we started walking back home ,talking about how nice it was and nice it felt being nude.Carol was just walking out of Joe’s room looking like she just had the fuck of her life. She gave me a quick kiss saying good morning as she headed for the bathroom. Joe. His face was a picture of inner conflict. I walked over to him and held out the book. He reached for it. I placed my free hand on his chest and looked into his eyes. "So, is the book the only thing in this room you're interested in?" He blushed and dropped his hand to his side. He shuffled his feet nervously.I decided it was now or never. I stepped closer to him and kissed him on the lips. It was a soft, gentle kiss. He tensed for just a second and then relaxed. He put his arms around. I confessed they felt really sexy on, but pointed out their ripped open crotch and the frayed inner thighs (from being chafed so often by Louise’s flailing locket). “But they feel so nice,” he repeated then pulled one silky stocking across my arm. It indeed felt nice and shivered up all the tiny hairs on my arm. So I grabbed them from him and said, “Well if you like them so much, maybe you should try them on then, Hot Stuff!” I unbuckled his belt, ripped down his fly and jerked down.