Can I see your cock now?”Bill pulled his cock out of my boxers. “Maybe you would like to suck it just like your mommy does.”Karen tried to look ...ortified, “Mommy puts your cock in her mouth? That’s so nasty. Is mommy a slut?”Bill could read the look on his wife’s face. The smirk and eyes that said I dare you to call me a slut. Even in a fantasy, there was no way Bill was going to walk into that minefield. “No your mommy is not a slut. She is a wonderful lover that takes very good care of. They met up with ten of his friends, and they all went out for a nice dinner at a steakhouse downtown. Next they drove out to the local Indian casino, for a bit of gambling. Each of the guys had thrown some money into a pot, so Mark didn't even have to risk his own money at the craps table, making it a *lot* more fun. He ended up almost breaking even when they moved on to the next activity, at 11:00pm. Bob had rented a hotel suite, not far from the casino. They drove over, and found the room. She told me from the first time they met, that this would be “the guy”. I thought at this time she meant photographer. But I was so wrong. They had several meetings before the wedding to decide what type of photos and so on. On the day of our wedding they had a photo session, he told me for the wedding album, and then several after the wedding also for the album. But since than they meet regularly for coffee and he come over several time to our house. He became part of our family. Few month. “I don’t like having to put you over my knee Amber, but if you continue to displease me, you leave me with no alternative in the matter.” Amelia smiled as she continued stroking Amber Fox’s flowing red hair.“As for dressing like a slut at work – then that really has upset me, and your lovely bottom is going to feel that displeasure tonight.” Miss Marks licked her lips and took her hand from the young woman’s hair and slowly ran it down the right-hand side of Amber Fox’s blazer.“Naughty,.