Fart jokes and dirty words were nothing out of the ordinary to my family. Kim pointed out I was always crass and vulgar and couldn’t see how that wa... much of a change for me.“The difference is that was my choice and I used those words to humiliate and make fun of others whenever possible. I can only do that when talking about myself now, Ma’am,” I said. I told her that I would be referring to myself as a cunt, but no one else. Kim smirked. She knew I hated it when people called me a cunt, but I. We were only were available on the weekend mornings. A few weeks later after chatting about Carmen, on a Saturday afternoon I received a message from my bud who suggested if I was free I could come over to have a session over Carmen. At the time I was in Central London meeting a few friends in the pub when the message came through. Reading the message got my cock twitching thinking about the thought of heading off to join my bud doing Carmen, which felt naughty in someway. After telling him. "Sure, come on," I said, picking up the Marlin and opening the door for them.Apparently the Marlin tore it for Kathy."Do you really need all those guns just to go outside?" she asked."Just button your lip before you embarrass yourself any more than you're doing now. Go out and look at the bear, then you can answer your own question," Janet told her.We went out and Kathy barely took a step before she spotted it. She screamed louder than Janet had when the bear was alive."My God, Janet, that a. My hands slid down from her back to cup her ass."Miss Lavigne, we are fast approaching the hotel," the limo driver announced through a speaker."Guess we should get dressed," I said."I don't know. I've always wanted to run through a hotel butt naked," Avril replied with her wicked smile."And dripping cum?" I ran a finger over her pussy, scooping up a drop of cum. I don't know if it came from her or was some of mine, but Avril took my finger in both her hands and licked it clean."Sure, why not?"I.