Sharon seemed to be amused by his caustic sense of humor, based on past experience, so she took it in stride. The conversation went easily, relaxedly....Sharon was more of a pleasure to talk to than many of the women Martin would have considered prime bedding candidates.Then she asked out of the blue if it wasn't time for him to being looking for some hot chick to hit on. He wasn't surprised that she knew his reputation, and almost without thinking about it he shot back a glib response: what. But more alarmingly, you’re becoming increasingly certain that you’re having feelings of guiltiness. Still, undeterred by the souring conscience tugging on your heart, you muster the courage to be honest and answer, ‘I kind of liked it.’ ‘Well then,’ I say in disgust, ‘if you want to be a slut, today you’re going to do it my way!’ Right away, you realize the iniquity is real and that you might’ve selfishly enjoyed the gents at the dance, perhaps a little too much. Evidently you overdid it. By. “I am first! this was my idea” Oscar asserted.“I will save her panties so I cum on it at night every day” Oscar said, lifted my skirt and removed my panties, put it on his nose and had a deep breath in, chiming “Emma’s sweet pussy! ahhh! I love it!”, then putting my pants in his pocket.Oscar then buried his head between my legs and started eating me out. Ernie and Arthur was stroking themselves watching him.“Hmmm, I can eat Emma’s pussy all day long!” Oscar exclaimed. “Hurry up, she can wake. Her shorts and panties were alreadyon the ground. I closed my eyes and rolled my head back awaiting thenext move. But then, to my surprise, I felt Jess' hand on my foot.Looking down, I saw her rolling a pair of sheer black pantyhose onto myfeet and starting up my leg. "What now?" I inquired. "Just making you upthe way I want you", she replied. Too horny to even think of arguing, Ilifted my butt off the bed to allow the nylons to roll over the pantiesas she snapped the waistband into place. She.