And perhaps the addictive attraction thereof.Neither was a lesbian, obviously, for if they had been, surely they would already have spent satisfyingly...lustful hours between another woman's legs. Yet each had known women of the Isle of Lesbos since their widely separated college years, had discussed with those women the sexual differences between men and woman. Neither had any philosophical objections to the sexual proclivities of those followers of Sappho, and both Janice and Arlene, unknown to. "Guess we know what she wants," he said, and we followed.Jess was already lying on the bed naked. Leonard had her stand up and turn slowly around as he admired her tight, firm body. She truly was a knockout, and he acknowledged as much. "Tell you what, if my woman looked like your slut there, I'd never let her near another man. And yet you white guys practically beg black men to fuck them right in front of you. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. We're glad to ruin any young white pussy that's. She kisses my forehead and hugs me. I can smell him on her. “Yeah...I can’t wait…” I say as Stordo starts to usher me out the door. “See you tonight dear!” He says with a smile as the door shuts. Out in the street Stordo takes in a deep breath with a devilish grin on his face. “Did you enjoy the show? I told her to dress in that skimpy underwear she had when she got here. God, your mom looks like a little slut.” He says with a smile. I don’t even know what to say. Hearing her called a slut. I would do anything she wanted to with those nylon feet of hers!“This is what you get for getting my son to like sissy girls!” And she started peeing on my cock. It felt amazing feeling her warm pee on me - and must have looked sexy as hell. “You like it when mommy pees on Jennifer?” She laughed out loud, like a little evil sounding, just got me turned on even more.“Yes, Mistress!”I was moaning so hard right now. She turned to look at the camera...“Now son...I caught you doing some fucking with.