She then spread her legs for me. “Come here,” she whispered. She started to rub my dick and placed it at the entrance of her sopping wet cunt. She...grabbed me by my ass cheeks and told me to push. When I did I felt my dick slip into her warm, wet pussy. She positioned herself below me and put her arms around me.“That’s it, now just move it in and out ok?” she said as her heavy breathing started catching up to my own.We started to rock back and forth, careful not to make too much noise, as we. Brent then got up from the table as Wayne and Bruce turned to me for a bit more formal introduction. He was about halfway to the door when I shouted. "I thought you wanted me to audition."Brent called back. "You just did. I've been working at resorts for years and I've never seen a chef take command like that before. If you can cook half as good as you led the discussion on the menu, you'll do fine. Besides, Wayne and Bruce can handle most of the cooking. You just need to give them direction. My spasms seemed to go on and on. She gamely tried to swallow it all. She did well allowing only some to escape to her cheeks, her chin, her tits. Karen was quick to her aid, lapping up the wayward sperm from Andrea's quivering body. She devoted more time than needed to clean Andrea's swelled and stiffened nipples. Neither Andrea, nor I, thought to quibble over this.They untied me and we caught our collective breath. A fresh pitcher of Margaritas helped speed our recovery.No, I won't pretend to. I want people seeing me act like a total slut! My friends just looked at me in disgust and I gave my tit one last long lick before letting it go. It jiggled back into place and I glared at my friend. ‘I’m a damn slut and I’m fucking proud of it!’ I yelled and I took off my shorts and threw them at her face. I walked away to my class, bottomless and with one tit still out and jiggling. Everyone still stared at me as I stuck my finger into my pussy and started fingering myself as I walked..