Esquire.”I was somewhat satisfied to see a look of confusion cross Ms. Attitude’s face. “Excuse me, Mr. Esquire?”“Shur thing babycakes, I’... got me a letter here from a Gerald Esquire. Saying he needs ta see me bout an inheritance.” As she started stuttering for a response, I decided to lighten up a bit. Pulling out the letter, I said, “Here it is, honey, see if you can rustle him up. I’m gonna need to git back fore Saturday. Cousin Amy’s getting married, and I’s got to be there lessen her beau. He'd been pressuring her for sex for a long time (they'd been going out for more than two years), but she had managed to keep her cherry. That nights, he had finally pressured her into giving it up. From the sound of things, it was the next thing to rape. She said she had actually started to enjoy the sensations when her parents walked in, back early from their night out. Needless to say, all hell broke loose. I guess her father practically beat the shit out of her boyfriend, then kicked him. ..NOW!“Good!” she simply replied and made a gesture to her husband.Aisha real close to me with her hands against the tree and her ass pushed backwards. She took Mike’s cock and guided him behind her. He immediately understood and by the look in his eyes needed to get some relief. He placed the head of his cock against her lips and pushed. Aisha met his thrust by pushing her ass further backwards and Mike’s cock slid in easily in her well lubricated love tunnel.“Oooo yesss! Fuck me baby!” Aisha. ”Frank shook his head, muttering, “Horny bimbos.”We were always horny. Our pussies were always in need of being stroked, petted, and kissed. They hungered for big, thick cocks to fill them with yummy cream. It was hard to think about anything but fucking with marshmallowy goodness drizzled all over my thoughts, covering all the super smart sciency parts of me.That part of me knew I was in trouble, though I couldn't remember why.“Our nipples are kissing, Alice,” Janet giggled after turning her.