Round heeled slut preferred, but simple promiscuity accepted. Must be willing to give and receive verbal abuse. Don’t need to like you, fuck loving ...ou. I just need to get my rocks off. My name is Stumpy, for obvious reasons.’ I put a picture of Baldy, one of the seven dwarfs from the Disney cartoon production, and signed off. ‘That should settle that’ I thought, as I sipped my straight rye whiskey. … Sometimes I hate my Mom. She was holding the dating service card, waving it in front of me.. I got out of theshower and thought about what to wear. Jon saidsomething pretty. That could mean anything. I went to mylingerie draw and pulled out a matching thong and bra.They were Jon’s favorites. I figured if I had a chanceI’d give him a sneak peek during the evening. The thongwas pink and white and tied at the sides in little bows.The bra matched and just barely covered my nipples. My mind slipped back to my fantasy and wondered if ourdinner guest would think it was sexy if he. The backside was stained with the faintest of sk** marks, while the double layered crotch at the front contained obvious signs of panty waste Megan had exuded.He brought Megan’s panties to his nose and could immediately distinguish the difference from Julia’s teal panties. Megan smelled bolder and had a more ‘cunty’ perfume than his younger daughter, and the pale marking on the back made his cock rigid and throbbing. Gary stood over the toilet and began stroking his hard cock.He took all three. Claire was crying now, sobbing, but she relaxed her bladder and allowed her urine to spurt onto Sluthole’s legs. As soon as she did, Sluthole kissed her and then started to piss herself.Claire hated it. She felt the wet warmth on her leg. She felt the warm tongue in her mouth. She felt her nipples stiffening with arousal as Sluthole ground her pissing cunt against Claire’s thigh.When they were done, Sluthole had a further humiliation. She wordlessly took Claire’s panties and used them to mop.