He had decided not to use the word slut anymore. It had too many negative connotations and he never meant it that way. From now on they would be “co...rtesans”, maybe sluts in private, in passionate times, when both knew what was really meant.He finished his brunch, read the daily newspaper, called his wife just to check in and tell her he loved and missed her, would be home tomorrow. He did have business faxes to review and some calls he had to return, so he spent most of the afternoon engaged. After around 10 minutes of kissing and pressing her boobs over kameez, I broke the kiss and asked her to follow me my bed room. I had not switched off the AC that day and the room was cool and she said that I had ensureJd that things go smooth I just sat on the bed and asked her to come near to me.I just grabbed her and starting pressing her boobs again over her kameez and she was kissing me at the same time, I removed her kameez from her body and her bra cupped boobs were in front of me. I. Rico had obviously bought her new clothes over the couple of days that she was with him as she was shown standing on a street corner in a tight red dress that displayed her ample tits and curvy thick ass to perfection, balancing in shiny red 6” heels. She was shown getting fucked in alleys and sucking cock behind dumpsters, at one point even getting fucked hard by a cop for “payment” to let Black Flag sell d**gs in the neighborhood, and then finally back to her dealer/pimp. “Your snowbunny. Thinking nothing of it I began to twirl my fingers through his hairy bush; what had started out as a bit of fun was now leading to more serious things for both our cocks were reacting to the situation. Now with my hand wrapped about his cock and with mine creeping up the crease of his arse I began kissing the nape of his neck and the easily reached parts of his shoulders. With my cock now between Brian’s legs he gave a groan then pushed back against me. Sliding a wetted finger down his arse.