"The most what?" I'm running out of adjectives, to be honest."She giggled. "You ain't seen nothin' yet, buster," she leered. "Tonight, you really get ...o dirty me."Phil looked at her cheerful face. He imagined that face stained, dirty, filthy with his piss. Despite having just cum, he felt his cock twitch. "We're going to have to be careful about this," he said. "Everything has to be clean. We should get the maid..."His voice trailed off as he looked speculatively at Sue. She raised an eyebrow.. Laura just stood in the livingroom and fingered herself for a good ten minutes while everyone looked on and sipped their wine, getting Fuzzbutt to strain up against his cock whining and snarling and sticking his tongue out as far as it would go for no more reward than a few drops of pussy juice. She was still at it when the doorbell rang again. Fuzzbutt head-butted her knee and slipped away, not aiming for her cunt, but to go spin by the door and get in my way again.Gloria was a stage name. I made sure my tongue was poking her glory hole, while my palms squeezed her ass and made it red hot.Slapping her ass made loud sounds which made her dirty moans sweet while wetting my cock with her saliva. I had to concentrate on her pussy, poked my finger near the pussy lips and pulled it wide and made deep kisses. My tongues were covering all the area inside her pussy, I poked it the maximum I could and made circles.She could no longer concentrate on my cock and moaned like a cheap slut. I. As always she felt the wakening of desire. It was not as if she fancied Anton for real—far from it—but in the dream she wanted sex, he was the only one around and what she already knew he kept under that loincloth made her feel wet just thinking about it. She began walking faster feeling the soft warm sand under her toes. Sometimes in her dream Anton chased her and she would race away along the beach half trying to escape, half willing him to catch her and bring her down on the sand to force.