"What? Ronni ... seriously?" Brooke asked."I told you I was a slut," she replied."I think you're THE slut!" Brooke said. "Well, not that it's a bad th...ng." I think it's a great thing," Jack said, drawing Ronni to him for an embrace and a kiss."Me too," Emily said. "That's why she's been such a good teacher." You really did it in all those places?" Brooke asked."Yea. Well, I didn't fuck every time. You know ... sometimes I did. But I did a lot of things. And people did a lot of things to me.". Margo has some of that in her own makeup as well,but her style is more the playful, teasing sort, and I never have anydoubt but that she would rescue me if I got in serious trouble. Thatis, I never used to have any doubt till Evan became a player in ourgame.As Evan became more and more involved with Margo, he naturally grewcurious about our long weekends together. And eventually, much to mychagrin, Margo spilled the beans. Well, once he learned about ourlittle game, nothing would satisfy Evan. Jon had suspended it from the ceiling and it was just touching my pussy AND vibrating. The next things that I heard were the bedroom door closing, then Jon’s car engine start, so I presumed that he had gone out and left me. After about 10 minutes I started to get a bit excited and wet. As I started to get higher I was getting really frustrated, I could feel the vibe but it was outside me. I wanted it in me and there was nothing I could do. I tried to shuffle my body as much as I could but with. Her tongue slipped deep into Jimmy’s mouth, as his tongue tried getting into hers.He humped his straining cock to her dripping wet pussy, hoping it would find its way under her panties. “You’re so hot!” he moaned and quickly went back to kissing her, his Mom and now his lover.“You do it to me! You always have and…” she whimpered as they kissed, rubbed and did everything except much love. “You always will!” Layla moaned and she was ready. Ready to love the man of her dreams, her son. She pulled.