” I countered. “Mark and I just run the bar. You own it.” “Actually daddy’s trust fund owns it. Are we going to stand here and talk with m... tits hanging out, or are you taking me upstairs and fucking me.” “Damn you’ve got a dirty little mouth.” “Really! I never heard you complain about my “dirty little mouth” when I’m giving you a blowjob. In fact, as I recall, you were saying my mouth felt amazing.” “And soon enough I’m going to be saying it again!” “You think so do you?” I sassed. “I. "They're not, are they?" I already knew the answer."What? Fucking in the carpark?" Paul didn't mince his words. "They'll be in the back of Ross's Volvo."I slumped down on the seat opposite Paul and took a sip from Sam's abandoned G and T. The occasion required something stronger than soda and lime."That's the downside of being married to a nymphomaniac." I think Paul thought my spirits needed lifting."I prefer to look at it positively. I love her passion for cock, and whenever I've watched you. I looked her sagging titties over first. I made her lick my fingers, and then I rubbed her nipples until they grew hard. I complimented her on their size and on how well they responded to her master’s touch, but then I also complained about how floppy and droopy they were. When I was finally done playing with them, I made her hold them up while I looked everything else over.I stroked and caressed every bit of her skin. Partly it was to learn what gave her goosebumps and what made her knees. Pt. 2 Two weeks had passed since Mandy’s life had changed, Sarah and Lisa had used her in the back of Lisa’s car after a night out, she had been used like a slut and god she had loved it, her two best friends had shown her what she had been missing all her life, her climax had been the best she had ever had by miles. She had been exchanging messages and calls with Lisa and Sarah since and some of the calls had got her hand sliding down her knickers playing with a her pussy, bringing her off in.