'"Tom, I'm not slutty. I was old enough then to know I had needs. I couldn't line up that part of who I knew myself to be with the religious teaching ... had grown up with, embraced, and was now teaching to c***dren. I was very comfortable being a woman. I thought if I believed enough in Jesus, He would show me the way, maybe a way to resolve this without having to get married to some guy I didn't care about just to get laid a lot, I had heard from enough friends and read enough books to know. How is he going to know?”Almost immediately after she said that, her cell phone rang. It was her husband who was expecting the usual phone call.“Speak of the devil.” She said as she picked the phone up.The man started to walk out when she yelled at him to stop. She answered the phone as she walked towards him. “Hi Mike. Sorry I didn’t call sooner, I was taking a nice hot shower. Yes I was thinking of you while I washed myself.” She suddenly grabbed onto the crotch of the man’s jeans and smiled. I removed his shirt hanging it in the closet. I took his undershirt off and folded it. I untied his shoes and removed them and put them in the closet. I unfastened his belt, removed his pants, and slowly walked to the closet neatly hanging them next to his shirt. I removed his underpants exposing a massive erection, which I ignored. “Sit”. He sat. I took off his socks putting them with his shoes in the closet. I put that 22 cm step stool half a meter feet in front of Sid. Then I stood on the. Her pussy lips were brown and swollen and dripping. I told herVickie wouldn’t let me eat her. “Then let me feel what she’smissing,” Ruth said, grabbing my head as I knelt down. Her hands pulled my head between her thighs and my mouthquickly mashed against her wet lips. Her clit rubbed against mynose as I stuck my tongue between the puffed folds. “Ooh, yeah, Sam! Eat my pussy! You love that pussy, don’tyou? It’s the pussy Vickie dropped.