I watched as she stood with a hand on her hip, finishing up her conversation with her friends. They drove off as Charlie stood and watched. She turned...and as she walked back towards her house, she waved in my direction. I had been caught. A few days later, I was working on my car, changing the oil, when a pair of sandals appeared next to where I was laying on my back, underneath my car. I was tightening up the drip pan plug. I looked again and Charlie was on her knees peering under the car at. Samyuktha was slutty when she turned again and said, “Hey Madhan nan tullna nekko bega.” (Hey Madhan, lick my pussy fast). Nan tullna nekko nanagoskra bega.”(Lick my pussy for me, faster).I smiled and sat next to her. The horse climbed over me and asked, “Nan tullu ninge ista aaglilva, yaake neenu nekthilla?” (You did not like my pussy, why are you not sucking then?)I grabbed her neck, and my lips went closer to kiss those angry, hungry lips. She pushed me away. After a few minutes of tempting. Phillip had mentioned me being his sex slave and now I realized Dick was getting me primed for it, seeing if I was slut enough to take it. Being a slut for three handsome men was the best offer I ever got, in fact, except for one time when I was gang banged by five men at the gym I belonged to. But three was fine with me. "Okay, bitch, now you're going to suck my cock," said Dick. "I want you to lick it from my scrotum all the way to the head of my dick like a good slutboy." After being treated. It really was not very different for someone to see up my short skirt while I had on a g-string, which is what both of us usually wore. This was a great turn on, knowing that someone might see our naked pussies. We took photographs of each other, naked in our room doing all sorts of things to each other. Allison made a film of me having an orgasm, as I wanted to see what I looked like. Wow! And then I did the same for her. When we got home she put all the photos and various other things we had.