When he said slut, Gloria's cunt twitched and her heart leapt; "You said the wife would take the cock like a slut?" she repeated. Again her heart leap... at the single word."Yes, I said like a slut because like a whore she would take the cock without any feeling of love and only the feeling of being a horny bitch on heat in need of a cock to service her slapper of a cunt." John repeated as he noted how her cunt would spasm and clutch at his cock at every derogative word about a woman's. " "Just try to sleep,” he says finally after a long pause and puts his hand on my shoulder, grazing it slowly down my arm. I shift and turn around so that my back is to him. He keeps his hand on my arm for a while. I move myself closer to him so that now my practically bare ass is sitting right in front of his cock. I didn’t think I’d be able to go through with it, but just the feeling of him being so close to me has made me want to feel like more of him around me. If I got anything from that. ”“Show me that picture.”She opened up her pictures on her phone, she then showed me that poor naked dead girl’s picture. I took a picture of the picture, and I then handed Heather’s and my phone to Becky. “Becky I want you to take our phones, get in the van and drive south on the interstate. There is a town about 45 miles from here. There is an antique store on the south side of town. I want you to find a good safe place to hide them, then I want you to come back here.“Nancy, do they know you. Wrapping her lips around Alex’s dick, she lowered her mouth down on him as far as she could.Alex grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back as she felt his cock begin to pulse. She watched as thick ropes of come shot from the tip. Burst after burst came as Alex cried aloud. Large drops lay on her breasts. George massaged them into her skin.All three were stunned at the sight.Alex collapsed, breathless with what just happened, George eased Meg back onto the blanket and began to stroke her thighs..