"You want to look at my pussy....don't you slut." Yes Miss Penny," I whispered."What else?" I want to worship it Miss Penny." Worship?.....how very ob...dient......you may look slut."My eyes dropped to her pussy, I could see the lips were swollen and redwith excitement. I could also see the slight glint of her juices and mymouth watered at the thought of tasting them. Her excitement wasobvious, as was her hunger for my ministrations."Worship me slut....pleasure your Mistress," she murmured.My. 45 weeks ago in early autumn you and your beloved Max had been married out on the beach. The entire town had been there. Friends, relatives and goodwill wishers from all over had come to see young Max Slutmaker the fifteenth of the prestigious Slutmaker dynasty which had produced some of the finest slutmakers professionals since anyone could remember or most likely even before that. Max's own father had helped you with realizing your true potential as a woman as your slutmaker. He had presented. After some time I was able to see Rajan in bed with his bare body. I hardly knew he was naked down too since he had covered himself with a bedsheet. Deepa went and sat on the bed near Rajan, while I took a place at one corner of the bed. Soon Rajan put both his hands on her shoulder and pulled Deepa near him and started kissing her. I excused myself and said you both enjoy, I will leave. Deepa asked me to sit and watch. I was surprised. She said they both wanted to try out a fantasy of having. Art won with three queens, ace-high. Mike dug around a bit under the table and nodded at the side pot; Art picked it up and offered it to Evelyn and she took it, getting up off Joe's lap. There was a quiet click and I looked over to see Mike with a digital camera up to his face. I don't think Evelyn noticed; she was too focused on Art and what she was about to do.As before, this put a stop to things. The other three were hookers, but this was a guy's wife. After some quiet negotiation, Art.