"I'm a slut, I'm a slut, I'm a slut, I'm a slut, I'm a slut," she kept repeating and I saw with every repetition, that her adagio sunk in deeper. It w...s time to change positions so I could leave some initiative on her side, which would do more for confirming her 'true' nature to her than repeating it verbally. I took hold of her and turned on my back, my cock still embedded in her canal. She was on top now and soon found out that Cowgirl was a great position. She threw off her torn shirt and. "Thank you. I designed it myself. I'm a creative artist," I smiled at her with a seductive look. I thought, if she was going to be a bit flirty with me then why not I with her. She took a sip of coffee. "Mmm, that's delicious. Oh, where are my manners? I'm Megan Hathaway," she extended her right hand and shook my hand. "Katherine Ackles," I replied. "Pleased to meet you." Suddenly, there was a loud car beep outside the shop. "Oh, shoot!" Megan complained with a groan. I looked out the window. By now, this strange clown had caught my interest, so I was more than willing to follow him. I have been fascinated by clowns since I was a k**, and this one wasn’t bad to look at either. He led me to a wooded, secluded area on top of the nearest hill and motioned me to sit down. From his backpack, he drew out a small grease paint kit and began to apply it to his face. When he was finished, he turned to me and began to paint MY face! Every movement of his fingers was perfectly defined and. Billy continued to thumb and grope her cute little tits. Pete went over and kneeled in front of them. He peeked up Larisa's plaid skirt and caught a clear view of her cotton white panties. He could tell she was shaved."Holy smoke, Bill...this little slut's got a shaved pussy! Fuck...I wish I hadn't wasted my load on her face! I'd love to knock this little bitch up!" Pete spoke with glee as he reached up and began pulling them down. Larisa was almost totally passive at this point. It was almost.