Molly grew up learning the fishmonger trade watching her father put his finger on the scale more than once without ever being caught. She didn't think...it was quite proper but she knew he did it more from habit than from malice or avarice and she sometimes imitated him when nobody was looking her way.One of the drawbacks of the fish business was that no matter where she went she stunk to high heavens with the odor of seafood. It clung to her like a an invisible cloak of repugnance making young. She let out a moan so loud, he was sure the neighbors heard it. But Ellie didn’t seem to care, and so he neither did him. He finally stopped and replaced his tongue with his finger and started sliding one, then two inside her, making sure to continuously hit her G spot. Caleb went back to work orally on her clit, licking, flicking, and nibbling at it. Her moans and screams were getting more in rhythm and louder. Her walls were beginning to spasm and clamp on to his fingers, and her hips were. But it was not because of his size. I had just met this man and he said all the wrong things to me but it turned out they were all the right things. His attitude and words made me so turned on that I was crazy with lust. This sexist, misogynist man that I just met was fucking my cunt and I loved every moment of it. "Fuck me," I shouted. "Fuck my cunt. Slam my cunt. Pound it. Fuck me hard. I'm your slut. I'm your cunt. I'm Mitch's little bitch." Yes slut," he said. "I am going to fuck. Can I have a little privacy first before we get started?"Without a word, she led me into the master bedroom and gently closed thedoor behind me.I was shivering with anticipation as I took off my sweats and laid outthe contents of my duffle bag on the queen size bed. Although I'd put onmy sister's clothes countless times, I'd never seen the light of day inthem, and now my first public appearance would be at a formal dinnerdance! My panties slid easily up my hairless legs, and for the firsttime.