"Off?" she asked, hesitantly, as she worked the tight jean shorts down her body, exposing her thong underwear."Blue Jeans are too much protection."Har...ld sat in the middle of the couch and his only child laid across his lap. She hung one leg off the couch, as the other stretched along the length of it, spreading her legs wide open.Harold spanked her diligently, more forcefully then he had been lately. "I've got to really make sure you remember dear. The phone is your lifeline to me. You need to. Sitting in themiddle of the second row, Karli can see her reflection in the vehicle'srear view mirror. At first, she does not recognize that she is lookingat herself, but as she blinks and turns her head, the reflection matches.The comprehension that the image she is seeing is her own reflection hitsher like a ton of bricks.Across her forehead, the word "SLUT" is tattooed in red. It appearsbackward to Karli in the mirror, but she can still read it. She hasmultiple piercings in both eyebrows. When she rolled off me, I grabbed the pillow to hide my body from him.After they got me in the middle of the bed, David took the pillow away from me. But, by then I did not care because he was sucking on one of my nipples while Becky was passionately kissing me. Becky moved to my other breast. I was lost in total abandon as they played, bit and sucked on my nipples. My breathing was deep and long as I enjoyed feeling my pussy get wet. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I realized my legs were. You wanted to see me get man handled, huh honey. You wanted to see your slut wife be taken by this little prick here? That will never happen. I am gonna fuck him in ways you will only dream about. I lower my pussy to his face and it is so wet that drops of my sweet juice hit his face. My pussy smells good right? Stan nods. He knows better than to speak. I bet you want to fuck this sweet pussy but its not gonna happen. Be thankful that I let you taste it. With that, I drive my slit into his.