" I see, and you don't want kids?" I knew back in high school that I wasn't cut out to be a mother. Back then, I just wanted to be treated like a wort...less slut and used as a sex toy. I'd let them tie me up and have sex with me whenever they wanted, but that didn't turn me on either. And I never found someone who knew how to treat me the way I deserve to be treated." So you didn't really know what you wanted?" Well, I didn't really know what I wanted until I read some of your Hungry Guy.. “Do I make you jealous?” Cheryl beamed. “You are beautiful, Melissa.” “Can I have him?” she pointed at Drew. “If he wants,” Cheryl said. “Can I have Drew, Micah?” Melissa asked. “If that’s what you want,” he replied. “No, no,” Drew said. “We’re here to watch you and Micah, darling.” “But you would lick me and fuck me, wouldn’t you?” she teased. “Another time, another situation,” Drew said. She stood for a moment, then tossed her dark hair over her shoulder, twisted toward her husband. “Get. A nipple in her mouth and four fingers fucking her cunt, this slut was fucking hot. She spread her legs more so they could get a view of her pussy, pulling those meaty pussy lips open so they could watch her rub her hot hard clit, moaning louder as she was ready to cum. Her fingers going in and out of her wet juicy cunt, covered in her creamy cum. She bucked her hips up and down to meet the thrust of her fingers as she came, cum running from her pussy to cover her asshole. By this time both Ron. What is that?”The only thing I smelled was my pussy. It must be coming from my panties lying before my mother. She glanced down at them and then snagged them up. She pressed them to her face and inhaled the aroma of my pussy. She let out a shuddering groan, almost like a drug addict.“Oh, my god, that smells delicious,” she groaned. “Is that your pussy, Sasha?”“Yes,” I said slowly, confused.“That's so good,” Mom groaned. She inhaled again.“You're not wanting to beat my ass red with a.