You monsters... oooohhhh... you monsters!” screamed Simone.“Watch it, girlie,” said Melissa, patting Simone’s bottom, “or I might ask your M...ster if I can take a whip to you. I don’t think he’d object... ”“She-devil!” screeched Simone. “Y-You’re unnatural... oooh... yes... yes... you’re unnatural... how can you do this... HOW CAN YOU!”Melissa smiled with satisfaction. Yes... this Simone had plenty of spirit. Guts and stubbornness. It did indeed auger well for Quentin... who, at that moment, was. My wife started rubbing her hands on his face…..I was leaning back on the sofa and watching that 70 year old man enjoying my wife…..Lala looked ugly, he was thin, coal black, had wrinkles and looked like a beggar…..My wife had her arms around lala and had started kissing the old man on his face and his neck while lala was leaning back and enjoying my wife’s attention….Lala turned to me smiled and said “so you like the idea of your wife enjoying another man, specially older men….Dont worry I. ”I guess I was a bit too serious looking because she looked panicked at what I said. I needed to fix it, and fast.I put on a big smile, “But you do have some other skills I learned about yesterday and today. I’m pretty sure your better then an old widow lady at those. I will keep you I guess.Anita smiled and threw a pillow at me laughing.“Get up sleepyhead, we need to change the sheets, clean ourselves and get some food cooking,” I said.With that I pulled the sheet off her in one fast tug. Carol knew that she looked good for a thirty year old mother of two. Her long brown hair, good figure and sexy dress drew the kind of attention she wanted. The red dress was slit just high enough but not too high, just like it showed a lot of cleavage but not so much to be sleazy. She did not want to look like a cheap whore nor did she wish to be taken for a floozy looking for a quick motel tryst. No, what she wanted was to attract men with some money to spend. The kind who would go to a.