She walked up to the door and rang the bell. After a few seconds, a beautiful woman answered the door. The thing that was odd about her was she wore...a collar that said “slut.”She wondered if she had a master or mistress and was interested to speak with her. She didn’t wear any makeup but was dressed well. Maggie licked her lips and started speaking to the woman.“Hello! My name is Maggie Woods and I sell make-up. I think last week I left a booklet of my products. What’s your name?”“I’m. She wants to know he can't get enough of her pussy. And that was how it was with me. I loved knowing Coach Cocker liked fucking me a long time like he did the class slut. I was learning there is competition between girls for cocks. And by fucking me for over an hour, Coach was letting me know that my ass felt better to him than a girl's pussy did and it made me feel wonderful and happy. I kept letting Coach know how good he felt inside me while his big thighs were pumping between my legs. I was. She turned to look at me, with a twinkle."It worked well. Now you." Do I have to?" Yes. You can't walk back to the car covered in smelly dried sperm. Stay still and kneel down."I knelt on two knees directly in front of Mom. She leaned back a little, put her fingers between her pussy lips and gave me as good as what I had given her. A huge stream of piss hit me in the belly. It was so warm and relaxing."It's as high as I can get. You'll have to work it up with your hands. Hurry up!"I did as I. "Damn right" She thought to herself. "I can wrap those men around my finger. I can be my own women. I can live the life I deserve." "Are you OK?" asked Ann. "Just trying to process all the things you have been telling me." was all that Barb could muster. With that Ann suggested they move over to the lounges and order some drinks. It was time to relax and enjoy this beautiful resort. The sun was out and there was a light cool breeze coming off the gulf. The approach of the pool boy gave them a.