On her 40th birthday, her husband was away. Consequently, it had been a long time since she had felt sexy or desired. Usually timid, she decided tonig...t she would be brave, but it would take a lot of alcohol. She wasn't sure how the proposition would go since he was happily married, and her husband wasn't involved, but she was sure it had to be him. After starting the evening with her girlfriends and downing way too many free rounds of Fireball, she got the nerve to send the first text. She. It felt amazing.She leaned over to Rob and whispered seductively, “I’m always gonna be your whore but if you don’t mind I’d like to be somebody else’s bitch right now!” Rob only smiled and said, “I always knew you were a whore! Don’t worry, from now on your pussy will be getting used constantly. Starting right now. Go on Bruno! Mount this bitch boy! Make her take your hot doggy knot!” Kaylie pulled her head away from her father’s ass and said, “Daddy I wanna see mommy get fucked like a bitch by. I mumbled softly as he described how he'd eat my pussy and lick me from head to toe, stop at all the obligatory spots and just some hot spots like my neck and belly button. He capped it off by telling me how he'd thrust his big, white cock in and out of my tiny pussy, making my cunt suck his cock so hard, and having me splash thick creamy cum down his dick until it coated his balls. I came so hard I thought that I was going to pass out. I had never met him or even seen his face and this man had. That was a mistake. That pushed my face against her damp pussy. We both flinched. Deirdre pulled her skirt up letting the air reach my sweaty head. I lifted myself. She slid her skirt down again and I rested my head in her lap. Her hands stroked my hair. Both of us were wringing with sweat from our exertions.“Anyone for coffee?”Deirdre jumped. I turned my head. Brigit entered the room with three cups of coffee on a tray. I looked up at Deirdre. She had gone white again. “Deirdre,” I said. “Meet.