From the look on her face, in hind sight she did indeed not want the answer. But the Candace in her was too smart."Then why wear panties at all?" Beca...se I have a panty fetish, because I think it's more humiliating to show your panties than your pussy and because you are a slut not a whore; in my mind a slut wears sexy panties and shows them off because the teasing turns her on, a whore shows off her bare pussy because she's in a hurry and wants to get it over and done with."And of course. " Oh, Bill," sighed Karen, "that's so sweet but so wrong."Karen opened the door and sat down uninvited. She found out so much about Bill from Claire but knew there was much more to come. There was no rush; they had all the time in the world to mend their hearts, hopefully together."Do you like sushi?" asked Karen."Isn't that raw fish?" replied Bill with a turned-up nose."It's good to try new things," said Karen as she smiled at him. "Maybe we can try lots of new things? Claire said you're. He was like a dream.“You ready?” He was next to me while I was still lost in disbelief. “I had them call a cab.”I smiled. “Great.”Great? Great?! Great that you called a cab so we can go to your hotel room and fuck. Jesus. What was wrong with me? I wasn’t the kind of girl who had sex with guys I’d barely met. And yet, it was like I was watching myself from one of the security camera on the ceiling, as I led the way out of the café, consciously aware of Scott’s eyes on my ass. The cab ride seemed. "As you said this your finger entered my ass for the first time. You pushed it in as far as it would go and my ass contracted around it involuntarily. You began to work it in and out, slowly at first and then building up speed. Your strap on cock was forgotten now and lay across my chin and face as you fingered my tight ass roughly."More fingers, faster, harder” I hissed.You obliged me, worked two more fingers into my ass and began to finger me with speed and force."Are you ready to take my big.