Her eyes still on me. I was about to say something, I don’t know what, exactly. She stops me. ‘Shh. Don’t say anything. It’s ok. I get it. You...��re a cumslut.’What did she call me? Oh fuck. ‘Yes’, I wanted to plead.‘I never knew. Were you too ashamed to tell me? You couldn’t bring yourself to ask your wife to do this. Feed you. No shame in that, my love. No shame in being a cumslut. You were afraid I would judge you. Hmmm. You do know you’re in for a treat tonight?**She rolls a joint. ‘Not for. ” I smiled at that. I knew that there was no way I was going to win but at least they were willing to humor me. Josh broke while I stood between Bill and Andrew who both let their hands roam freely over my body. The guys all played well, hoping for the prize of first crack at my pussy, which they were fingering constantly as the game continued, even when it was my shot which, I’m sure you can imagine, was very distracting. I didn’t make a single shot, though I did have three orgasms leaning. The judge had really dressed Grant down on that one, saying he had, "grossly overstepped his authority." He'd gotten around it brilliantly, however, by zoning the area around it for heavy industry and landfill. Already the plastics factory and used tire lot had driven away a half dozen families. Their houses now stood vacant, awaiting condemnation and destruction. In a decade, this town would be rid of its most embarassing element.No one answered her knocking on the back door, either. She was. I stripped her out of her red dress that matched her lipstick. Had her lay on the bed in her underwear, matching of course. I peeled her panties off with my teeth, revealing a perfectly shaved pussy. Her lips so tight I swear it took two hands to separate. Her taste, oh her taste. She tasted of youth and sweetness. My tongue pleasured her pussy, I licked her for what felt like an hour.Finally, she urged me up to her, our lips locking. My body on top of hers, my erect cock close to her pussy..