Suddenly Jan turned to face Pete and said; what are we to do about that; after all it's almost full incest even though he is only cumming in my dirty ...anties. Well you chose to raise them so liberated and you cannot tell me that you are not secretly turned on that you can cause such actions in such young men? He teased.That's beside the point; what are we going to do about it? She asked again. Well that's up to you! He retorts. After all it is you he is after not me? Pete finally adds. We. To many of you, this isn't much, but hey that's me. So sit back and enjoy. If it's not for you, just leave my story and I will understand, you don't need to get mad I don't write about what you enjoy. Also, I know I don't describe things EXTREMELY sexual, I pretty much will be talking about my experiences. If I say it, or I say someone said it or did it, it happened. Thank you very much for reading and enjoy my first story, "What's a slut?"Note: My stories, although all about me, are not one. " You have to spit more water out to breath as you try to move your head away from my hand. "Speak!" I yell and move my cock slowly into your ass more and more. "Oh, I...I...I'd pull my head back over your cock and lick it with my tongue!" You say breathlessly as I tighten my hold on your neck.I push my cock into you as far as it will go, bumping my hip bone against your ass cheeks. God, your ass feels so good, I pull out and push myself back in, hard. I reach my other arm around you and grab. The nipple was hard and erect and her slim fingers explored it gently, feeling its rim before moving to the other one, testing it between thumb and forefinger. Her own were as erect, chafing against the rough fabric of the duvet, Becky moaned and stiffened beside her. Now it was Tara who stiffened, the feel of Becky’s fingertips stroking the dark patch of pussy fur, back and forth, along her tummy then back even lower, just above her love-lips, she had to get off her back, onto her side facing.