"I bet you could taste my pussy juice on her lips when you kissed her," grinned Beth."And hers on yours when I kissed you too," I laughed back, causin... Reenee to stir.We helped our newest lover up, got dressed and headed back to my house.On our way back from the hotel, Doreen called her folks and told them since it was late, she was staying overnight with me and Beth at my parent's house. Since the Chinauds knew my folks, they were OK with Doreen staying. We entered the darkened house and. I forced a smile and handed her the blouse and skirt.She emerged a moment later, mercifully fully clothed, and looking a little anxious. "Siller...," she began.Once again he raised his hand. "Jeannie, don't worry about it. Jack and I have talked. It's all good." But Siller, I just wanted to say something to you. Nicole really cares about you, she loves you. If this..." and she spread her hands to cover the room, the bed, herself, "hurts you, it won't happen again. I don't want to do something. Momentarily sated, she thought mainly of her violated privacy and the intrusion on her modesty. But she thought also of the way the Mother Superior would react if she ever heard about this. No more job, for sure. And she needed the money, especially since she'd just split from her philandering husband."Do you like taking big cocks, Irene?" he asked in a soft, conspirational voice. "Do you cheat on your husband to get more satisfaction from them?" Don't, Brother John. Don't make me feel any. As I said, there was an uncertainty about his demeanor that was charming, I could tell no matter what happened that night, he wasn’t going to take me for granted. Sex always seems better to me when you feel wanted, as opposed to when you feel like you’re just some random cunt waiting to get indiscriminately fucked. As we sat sipping our drinks, chatting, and flirting, he asked if I came there often. Now the truth is the truth and it is always the best answer, but if you asked three quarters of.