A wicked and wanton passion that had me trembling and moaning. I sucked with hunger on Paloma’s cock while my futa-sister’s dick reamed my pussy o...er and over.My climax built in me. It was so hot. My futa-sister might be a lazy bitch, but her cock felt amazing plunging in and out of my cunt. She fucked me harder, her large breasts heaving and slapping over me. My cunt clenched down hard to increase the friction.That increased my pleasure.“Oh, damn, you’re such a slut, Salome!” my futa-sister.. As your tongues dance lustfully, you rub your hand slowly down his bare chest, along his firm abs, and rest it on his bulging jeans. You squeeze feeling the hardness within.You turn back to the first and kiss his lips, jaw, and neck, tasting his skin. You reach between his thighs, slowly running your fingers to his equally hard buldge and you wonder who is bigger. Only one way to find out.You unzip his jeans and greedily pull his firm cock out of his shorts.You slide down to get a good look.. I carefully take out the lipstick tube with mypink acrylic nails and slowly turn the lipstick up to where it is a smallpoint and slowly apply it to my lips. Making sure that I cover all mylips and purse them as seductively as possible, it is happy hour here atVenturas bar. From 4-6 pm beer is a dollar a glass and its ladies night aswell, so mixed drinks for the "girls" is only $1.50. Sarina my used tobe wife, now my Mistress decided at the last minute to go out to astraight bar. Older crowd,. I was furious with myself for being manipulated into this ‘impossible’ situation. How could Jennifer be so off-hand, after almost begging for my help? I sat there fuming and sulking, when the hand-bell rang again.“Peter, there are some cream-cakes in the refrigerator. Could you fetch them?”“Yes, of course, Miss,” I replied. (Well, at least she used my name this time!) I returned with the cakes, displayed on a large serving dish and bent down to place it on the table. As I did so, my eyes were.