If you've read any of my other stories, then you know that I really enjoy being a super nasty slut and getting fucked and passed around by strangers. ...here's just something wonderful and a big big turn on to have some new strange guy put his hands all over me and lift up my skirt and finger my twat. I'm a slut and don't care, because I know that most guys are just horny cheating bastards that will fuck anything if it don't cause problems at home. And while men say they don't respect sluts, it. There was a difference in that they had surrendered themselves to me of their own free will, because there was something in it for them as well.Even so, Jean-Baptiste could also be trouble, and I understood that Josie wanted the safety of my protection in case he proved to be up to no good. He was a jealous husband on the verge of a divorce into which she had dragged him kicking and screaming, so there was very much a risk to all of us. There was security in numbers and in being on our own. However the girls never cease to amaze me. Year after year they find new ways to try to get me to raise their grade. They figure that if they raise my dick I will raise their grade. Well they may be right.This year they have a secret weapon that I hadn’t counted on before…my fourteen-year-old daughter Candy. Otherwise know as Candice. As I have said the girls always amaze me with new ways to get me sexually excited enough to raise their grades. The girls always sit right up front, mostly. ..more.." Seriva rocked her hips, the veins of her small hand standing out as she pressed it against the back of the human woman's head. "almost..." You going to come? With her licking you like that and watching us..." He growled, thrusting into her "mm...who's the slut, priestess?"Serivas eyes widened at the apparently unexpected comment and she arched back, legs flexing around the redhead's neck in a powerful grip. "Aieeeeeee..Light..yeeeesss.....I am....Shalm'ae Aemelorahhhh!" He watched.