"The delighted Robert, armed with her address, was soon at her door. She hoped that the neighbours did not see her invite this young man into her hous... but the door had hardly closed before they were locked in a kiss and hands were all over the other's body."God you are gorgeous," said Robert."Hardly, but you certainly are," she replied as she fumbled with the belt of his trousers."Let's go upstairs," she said but as she turned he put his hands on her tits and pressed his erection against her. As soon as I was done cumming, I pulled back, slipping out of Bre's vagina and trying to get my breath back as the full impact of what I'd just done hit me. Oh, god. I'd fucked her and I'd came inside her! Shit, what if she got pregnant or something?Shakily, I got to my feet and went into the kitchen. I helped myself to a glass of water and then walked, still naked, back into the living room where I looked at my sister's unconscious body, trying to figure out what to do now.It crossed my mind,. I had just clicked on an e-mail from a client and was reading her e-mail. Well not really a client, with clients you normally get paid. So why do I receive e-mails like this most days? I provide a service for women who want to discuss and live out their spanking fantasies. With some of my clients (I really can think of no better word) I just exchange e-mails as they discuss their deepest fantasies, with others I have regular virtual calls, and with a smaller number, I provide a hands-on. If you've read any of my other stories, then you know that I really enjoy being a super nasty slut and getting fucked and passed around by strangers. There's just something wonderful and a big big turn on to have some new strange guy put his hands all over me and lift up my skirt and finger my twat. I'm a slut and don't care, because I know that most guys are just horny cheating bastards that will fuck anything if it don't cause problems at home. And while men say they don't respect sluts, it.