Ok? Just spit into your little hand and lube it back up ok." He reassures her. Maddie looks at him like he is weird but is encouraged to try it. She p...lls her hand back and sits up a little on her elbow, spitting into her hand, just a tiny dribble. "No no, my sweet little girl, you need to work it up from the back of your mouth and throat. Try again" Maddie does try again and gets a good glob and puts her hand back around the cock. "Mmm, yes. Just like that my sweet young little girl." And it. I cried for hours and slept on the sofa that night."The next morning, we barely spoke as we left for our respective work places. At work, Tony treated me as if we had not spent the evening fucking like minks. He was cordial and professional the whole day and the next. When we were alone at one point, he reminded me to be ready for Friday night and he told me what I was to wear for him."On Friday afternoon, I went home and dressed in a short black body-hugging dress without any underwear. George. - "Do you like it, slut?"- "Yes."- "So do I. You have a good little ass. And your husband is a fool for not using it."- "Thank you." - She gasped between grunts.- "A very good ass. I enjoy it a lot. And so will the next guys. Are you going to continue to be a good slut? Do you want more strangers to fuck you?"- "Oh god, yes."- "Do you want to play with your pussy now?"- "Yes, please."I pulled out of her ass with a plop. She was confused for a moment until I turned her around and spread open her. "I guess not," I trail off as I take a sip of my coke. "mmph..." I groan as I can't get anything up through the straw. "Tone, she can't drink this, man. Get 'er a glass of ice, would ya?" Cobe asks. "Thank you Mis- Cobe..." I say to her, shyly. My glass of ice comes all to appropriately as soon as some sex-related song starts coming out over the speakers. "You wanna go mingle with me?" Cobe says to me, as she wipes her lips of anything that may have gotten on them. "No, that's okay. If you.