" he started to ride me, stroking me so good with his cock all the way up and down. whenever I slipped out he'd reach back and get me right back insid... him instantly. he was such a good slut and I wasn't even surprised anymore. "what do you want bitch? how do you want it huh?" I asked him. slapping his face repeatedly, slapping and grabbing his ass, leaving red marks on his big round ass. "kiss me please... kiss me and fuck me... I want that cock...." he said. licking his lips as he looked at. I had expected to wait at least a few minutes for Helen, but her catering van was parked alone in the lot. I shut down my minivan and opened the door. When I stepped down from the van, Skeeter crept cautiously from the shrubs. She was obviously hungrier than she was afraid of the strange van. I considered it a mixed signal."Helen, come meet your new customer." I said over my shoulder, while I kept eye contact with Skeeter.Skeeter seemed to be sending me messages with her eyes. Mostly it was. Keep sucking my cock. It won’t take long and then we can fuck.”Karen allowed Bobby to use foul language when they were together like this but warned him not to use it in front of his father or sister. Karen liked when he talked dirty and told her what he wanted her to do. Bobby was pulling on Karen’s nipples and her pussy needed some attention. Karen stuck her hand between her legs and put a finger in her pussy, something she seldom did with her husband. But Bobby liked when she did it. She. It was a little while later when her mind cleared and she suddenly began to vomit as her body registered the fact she was sucking her own shit; that initial shock and feeling of sick was now being tempered with feelings of having already done it and coping. Tom stood laughing at her initial vomiting as he reminded her that she had willingly sucked the dirty rubber cock without a hesitation and she had finally accepted her true role as a common slut.Quickly Tom undressed and sporting a semi hard.