.. I still was talking. I told her how much I loved her. I told her how much I loved the way her cunt gripped my cock. I explained to her how nice her...butthole smells and tasted. Every now and then I would slap her ass. I was starting to get into it. I didn't care if she could hear me or not. I had her hips and I was pulling her into me as I thrust my cock deep inside of her. Harder and harder. I told her that she was my dirty girl. I told her she was my personal little cock slut. I pulled my. “Little secret. Like Terri Clark once sang, ‘Girls lie, too.’ Especially about why we dress like this and then blame men for being lustful. We know that it’s a natural response to notice it and to feel lust as a result. We do it deliberately. Yes, it was a bit hypocritical to wear such a skimpy outfit and then judge Lucinda, but there was an ulterior motive to such things.“There always is. If a woman complains about a man noticing her or about the way that another woman dresses, it’s absolutely. Absolutely beautiful with your toe rings shining through them.”I pointed my toes at his lips as he kissed them. I watched him as he was in thought as I enjoyed the attention and seduction of my body by this man.“Irene, I have a problem.”“How can I help, Rob?”“I’m falling in love with you I want to make love to you ... now ... tonight. Stay the night with me. I want to make love to you from your toes to your nose.”“Rob, I’m married. Yes, I have feelings for you too but I have a husband and. “And since this is my pretty red lace pussy, my hand is the only one allowed here. Right?” I nod again as I’m getting wetter. He puts two fingers in now that I’m nice and wet. When he hits my G-spot, my knees buckle and I hold on to him. When I do that, he goes faster and deeper and rubs my clit with his thumb. “Good girl. I can tell you haven’t touched yourself. You can only cum if I say you can. Right?” I nod my head as I start coming. Then I yell out, “Yes Rock. It’s yours Rock.” Me.