Her reward? That thrill and electricity that would shoot through her body as she realized she was not in control. She didn't actively look for most of...what he made her do. She didn't particularly crave it. But that feeling that came when she did it. That she craved. Intensely. It happened over multiple conversations - all at 6am. How he knew that her boyfriend wouldn't be in her bed next to her she had no idea. But he would know. The converstaions were never pushy. He never commanded her to do. I look naked, but I’m not. So no one can complain about indecent exposure. Tom is so going to freak when I show up to his party in this.”“I’ll bet. You certainly will gain some attention. I’m just not sure how people will react to it.”“God, Marlene. Tom is the one who made the theme to his Halloween party, ‘Sex fiends and monsters.’ I just took him more seriously than most of his other guests. He can’t argue that I’m not dressed in the spirit of the party.”“So, where did you find this,. So at the next party I did not dress as sexy as I usually did and tried not to drink as much as I might have under more normal circumstances. The party went on and Brad found me. He told me he had heard and that he would find me later and that we would enjoy each other. I tried to make very light of it and said, "Whatever."I tried to put it out of my mind and have a good time. In spite of my intentions, I probably drank too much but was not totally drunk when Brad found me. He said "Lets go,". Caroline: first milf, but now he called me a slut? How dare he, but he was right, I was a slut. Letting this college-aged boy have his way with my married mouth. I loved it, I wasn't just any other slut, I was his slut. His hands had a tight hold of my hair as he started to thrust slowly into my mouth. I loved how he took control. I began to gag as his head reached the back of his throat. He pulled his cock out and rubbed his balls on my face. I took the, in my mouth, and sucked on them. While.