Would that be ok?’ He couldn’t react fast enough to get a word in before she started talking again. ‘I mean, Tim, I have…’ she brought out t...e ‘girl with a problem’ routine she hadn’t practiced in a while, ‘… I have, how do I say this?… I have needs that… I… well, the best way to say it is just to say it… I’m kind of a slut. I mean, I can’t seem to get enough sex. I need it all the time.’ Tim noticed her lids open wider and saw the passion in her glossy, hazel eyes. Her look of hunger was. .gagging a few times just to turn us on. She called me over so I could watch up close as she sucked his big black dick. Her mouth was full of saliva and his cock juices. She grabbed me and kissed me...making me taste her mouth and all the juices that surrounded it. That impressed me! It was then that I knew she would fuck.I told my wife, "I want to see you guys fuck." She didn't say anything and she didn't ask for a condom so I didn't know what was going to happen. Instead she just got on top. In the bushes was a black backpack. Amaya was impressed. It was much more expensive than anything she could afford. Amaya told Wesley about it and he instructed her to open the side pocket. There were twenty ten-dollar bills.“Yes,” Amaya hissed and Wesley laughed.“Take the backpack, it’s yours,” he said. “Go back inside and leave your old backpack where it is.”“Fine,” Amaya said. “Wow, thanks.”“No problem,” Wesley said. “I would recommend eating at Peking Garden, its just two blocks down Second. "Why don't you two sit down? I'll get the tea," said Karen and left the room. For the first time Lucy noticed that Karen was trying to be halfway polite. Thank goodness she'd put some clothes on Lucy thought. Lucy wished she'd been told the purpose of Beth's visit."What work do you do, Ms. Brown?" Please, call me Beth. I'm still in school, actually. I'm working in two masters' degree programs, one in psychology and the other in marketing. To put bread on the table I act as a personal.