“My own place! Are you spending the night with me tonight?”“If that is what you want, yes.”“It is and it isn’t, if you understand my meani...g.”“Because it’s the last time?”Tasha nodded, “Yes. I’m going to talk to Nikolas on Saturday, so it has to be. Are you going to Vespers tonight?”I shook my head, “I asked to be excused because I wanted to give you as much time as possible. And I was at the Vesperal Divine Liturgy for the Ascension last night.”“It’s OK for Clarissa to have dinner with us, if. He was content to let her ride him and to call the shots, he was also gentle and unhurried, something Sharon could see that her mother appreciated. It was odd watching your mother get fucked, but a large part of Sharon also found it arousing as well. She wondered now what kind of idiot her father had been to walk away from a woman who had her own money and looked so hot. Wendy’s pussy was packed full of cock and she had already lost count of her orgasms. She wondered if it was from Mack’s. I get that, but many people think the word “slut” is extremely derogatory or for whatever reason think that a “slut” is someone who is poor. My wife is just the opposite. She is very religious, very well known in her community and we are certainly not poor. Gracie will often proudly refer to herself as a slut!Plain and simple….My wife loves sex…..alot of it. I like to see her have sex… alot of it.Men ask me all the time… ”What is it like being married to a slut”?…. or they state “I wish my wife. I remove her hand so I can move further down. Her belly, her naval, her hip, the pubic area. She was well shaved, n bums or anything. She opened her legs to let me in.I stop. I go down to her feet. I grab her right foot. I kiss each toe individually, then the ball of the foot. Only pecks. I make my way up her ankle. Her calf. Her knee. I move to the inner side of the thigh. I peck my way up until I reach her vagina, I stop again and the same with her other leg. I stop once I Reach her vagina.