Pleasure she had never expected to have, but had been hoping for, for twelve long years. After a minute or two, Glen rolled her off his chest like...a rag doll. She flopped onto her back, cupping her own balls. The area of her body which until last night she had loathed as an appendage which did not belong. Glen came down the bed, and leant over, kissing her deeply, his tongue hungrily tasting his own seed in her mouth, and allowing Anna to taste her own. “If you two crazy kids are. And Ray is flying in the clouds, at least for now, but those pictures would bring him back to earth, true?Think all this over carefully. Later I'll be in touch. I hope. In touch with you. I'm not after money. I want the same naughty pleasures.Yours,A Secret Admirer "John stared at the letter. Beads of sweat forced themselves out of his forehead. His chest grew so tight that he feared that he was having a heart attack.Irma, he thought. Fucking Irma! She is controlling us all. She wrote this. Noah kicked off his shoes, hung up his coat, and had just started to remove his tie as the toilet flushed and the bathroom door opened. Out walked Chloe in nothing but white boyshort panties walking seductively towards him.“I got so many compliments on how beautiful I was tonight, I didn’t want you to ruin the dress by tearing it off me,” she said as she bit her bottom lip seductively. “Is that alright?” She asked in a pouty voice.All Noah could do was nod. As Chloe reached him she started. "If I'm getting lucky, then so are you," Allison said as she pulled open the front door. They ordered lattes and picked a booth away from the counter and the few other customers. They giggled their way through the questions and answers everyone gave from the Bad Girl quiz. Allison's raunchy openness kept the conversation funny and crude. "I never pegged you for an anal slut," Allison smirked."Never pegged you for being a cumslut," Bethany shot back, laughing and glad they decided to stop for.