A talented tongue between her legs. And it was only the beginning.“I want another taste. A deep one,” Trent said after a couple of minutes.“Oh...yeah?” Pierce muttered, barely pausing long enough to do so before attacking her clit with his tongue again.“Oh yeah. I want to taste her off that cock.”Already aching to be filled, Courtney pulled away from Trent’s cock and said in a rush, “Fuck yes.”“I think she wants that cock,” Trent said while edging away. She uncurled her fingers from around. "What are you." I was defeated. I couldn't take any more pain. "I'm a slut." I mumbled, tears rolling down my face. Humiliated by my own husband. "I can't hear you." he shouted at me. "I'm a slut." I sobbed louder. "Your Pauline and your a slut. What are you?" I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I cried. "Again." he ordered. "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." He started laughing. " Keep saying it, slut." "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I repeated again and again. He picked up his pace as he buried his cock. ’ Beth said, ‘Tell her to wait ten minutes. I wish to finish here.’ Macy gurgled, ‘It’s guy.’ ‘Call security dear.’ ‘No, no — you don’t understand. It is the cute Italian guy riding around on the yellow scooter. Everyone is talking about him.’ ‘My friends don’t even mention him.’ ‘Mrs Smith — he’s the hottest fuck in town.’ ‘Child, ease back on the language please.’ Beth thought for a moment and then waved her hand grandly. ‘Let’s have some fun with him. Tell him I’ll see him in ten minutes.. But before he could fullycome up to speed, his thoughts were interrupted by the dark form looming overthe steering wheel."Slept last night, this afternoon and now..." There was envy in Bob Boone'svoice. Aside from a brief hour long nap he'd not slept for the better part oftwo days.Saul didn't reply at first. He was enjoying the luxury of kneading first hisleft and then his right wrist. Suddenly the car swerved. Saul's heart raceduncontrollably for an instant and he blurted out, "You're going to.