I know you’ll just love it too once you let go.”“But I don’t want to let go,” whined Faith. “I don’t want to be a slave.”“You alread... are a slave,” said the mother as the fingers grasped Faith’s nipple and started rolling it back and forth. “You can’t change that. So you can either get used to the idea or be miserable.”“Oh, Mama,” groaned Faith. “Can’t we just go home?”Jill slid her hand across Faith’s belly, marveling at how toned her daughter’s body was. In fact, every inch of her body was. Being the slut at heart she was back then, of course she said yes. She then started telling about that session. At one point she had 2 of the guy’s cocks in her pussy at the same time (she doesn’t do anal) and the other in her mouth. The 3 of them took turns on her for hours.Over the next 6 months or so, the storytelling became a regular part of our sex live and she had a lot of stories, in the 6 months or so of her stories, she never repeated one! I was starting to realize how much of a slut. I started to become more aware of men around me. I loved it that I could smile and watch guys drool over me. My neighbor Greg is a hot guy for a 38 year old and very into his sports. I've always thought he was hot, but only recently I've seen the way he looked at my cleavage as I walked by. I would play with myself thinking of him.One night we were invited over for a party at their place. I did my best to look hot and older and obviously it worked because I could see him watch me as I came and. “So I should consider switching to seven o’clock Thursdays?” Phil looked at her. “If you like the idea, I think you should. I would enjoy massaging you naked. You travel a lot, I know. You’ve told me. I imagine you have naked massages from time to time, out of earshot as it were.” Phil knew Em was married. Em blushed, which was not generally in her character. But she suddenly felt adventurous. “You imagine a lot, I imagine,” she told Phil with a laugh. “But yes, I do. Mostly they are in my.