He likes for me to wear sexy outfits when we fuck,” she replied lewdly as she moved closer to my crotch and me stroking. My wife was truly getting i...to this slut scenario.“What did you wear for the first guy, slut?”Her tits swayed provocatively as she slowly moved seductively up the bed.“Nothing. He wanted me completely nude. It was his first time to fuck me. He was a bit shy, but requested me to be naked.” She was now at my cock and slowly lowered her head, opening her mouth at the same time,. She pushed my head away after finally beginning to subside a bit from her orgasm, her breathing shallow and hard; she looked at me and said. “Boy, if you fuck half as good as you eat pussy, I may never let you go home. Give me a minute to recover, Jesus. I have not had an orgasm like that with a man ever, not even my husband.” We lay there for a short time, cuddling and kissing when she felt my cock and realized it was as stiff as it had been when we had started. She just stroked me and said,. She had a nice orgasm and I was pleased to have pleased her. I licked her clean until she told me to stop. “That was good slut, but you still need some training in how to really please a woman. I will take care of that this week-end” “Yes Mistress. It will be my pleasure to be trained to serve you better.” We kissed and she said she had to go home. So did I. I noticed the way she had looked at me. There was a lot more than sisterly love in her eyes. It was the look a lover gives you. Could. The fire cast an auburn glow on the trees at the edge of the glittering rocks. I could only picture in my mind the scene behind me. I heard the scrubbing of clothes and the trickling of water as she rinsed them.”Can you come get these and hang them for me, please?” she asked.My head jerked up from the glow of embers. It was getting dark. ”Is it safe to turn around?” I asked.”Yeah,” she answered.I stood and faced her. She was almost shoulder-deep. The light of the fire danced over her face. Her.