"So Whats your name I asked?"Shane what about yours?" Damien, so what grade are you in?" 11th its not that fun though" No?" I laughed a little bit"I'm...a senior but I'm 17 so you know how that it is" Well I like older, I'm 16 but I’ll be 17 in less than 2 weeks “Really I’ll be 18 in a month!”His mom looked at me and him and joined in a little bit on our conversation. She whispered something in his ear, smiled at me, and said" you two have fun, I'll be back". I couldn't stop staring at all his. Yesterday i went over to her house and she answered the door in a pair of short shorts, exposing some of her ass cheeks. I hugged her and kissed her on the cheek and said I'm here to work. She then started to explain what she wanted me to do, At one point she bent over showing me her ass cheeks and that puffy Vagina of hers O.M.G! i felt my shaft get hard. we walked through her back yard and said it's no rush and to take my time, because she wants the job done perfect. I said o.k, but i don't. .I get that, but many people think the word “slut” is extremely derogatory or for whatever reason think that a “slut” is someone who is poor. My wife is just the opposite. She is very religious, very well known in her community and we are certainly not poor. Gracie will often proudly refer to herself as a slut!Plain and simple....My wife loves sex.....alot of it. I like to see her have sex...alot of it.Men ask me all the time...”What is it like being married to a slut”?....or they state “I wish. I smiled, like I’m going to be wearing this little number long. I then gassed the car up, and stowed my luggage in the trunk, that way all I had to do is drive off toward my destination, paradise, in cowboy’s arms. After eating, and filling a thermos with coffee, I left home around five am . All I could do was think of what we would do, in bed. I wanted to stop a few time and satisfy the hunger between my legs, but decided I’d save my energy. I pulled up to the hotel, noting I was there an.