"Normally, I wouldn't have appreciated being called a slut or a girly whore, but, strangely, right now it felt right, it felt hot and it really turned...me on. I was really enjoying quite a lot playing the part of the girly whore and there was no point in denying it. I loved the feeling of that hard cock in my mouth, the feel that with my pretty, girlish looks and skilled tongue, I could make it grow and bring it off to shoot a load of delicious sticky juices. Yes, Sasha and Alex were right,. Shemade a turn to go down the hall, and I started to go around her toreach the sliding glass door to the back yard. As she turned to go down the hall, she asked, "Edward, can you helpwith something for just a minute?" Oh sure, Mrs Kaly, but you can call me Eddy if you like." "Edward sounds so much nicer, don't you think? Anyway, follow me." Shewalked down the hallway and stood at the door to her and Mr. Kaly'sbedroom."Edward, I can't reach my zipper. Can you undo me?" She turned her backto me. "I don't put it past you."She started to reply, but a houseboat was coming alongside them.Shellie saw people on the sun deck over the cabin, and pulled her sonclose to the rail, hiding themselves, stifling giggles.Chapter Six:Shellie stretched on the bed next to her son, coming awake with aglorious feeling. She had not felt so good in a long time. Swingingher slim legs over the bed, she stood and looked down at her sleepingson.Then, humming happily, she showered in the small bathroom. . The three of them were carrying her to the bedroom, Diya’s cries muffled by Akash. She was thrown on to the bed, but they were still holding her tight. Akash was holding both her hands against the bed, made her silent by stuffing her mouth with a small towel. Asif and Kapoor were holding each of her legs so wide apart, that she thought they were trying to tear her apart.Diya was lying on the bed, she was wearing her camisole besides her brassiere and panty, her long hair bun was now almost.