" Uh!" Vikki looked confused. "Am I missing something?"I laughed. "You've never heard of a song called 'Dancing in the Street'?" Yeah of course I have...I've heard it played at a few of my folks parties, why?" Oh it's just that that song was by a girl group from the early to middle sixties called 'Martha and the Vandellas'." No I'm not kidding young man..." Justin. My name's Justin Robertson and this is oversexed young lady is my girlfriend Vikki Thompson." Hey," said Vikki sitting up, "that. Oh you feel amazing she said. You like my cock Diane. Yes she said. Do you want to be my sex slave ? At times I will treat you like a whore and make you fuck all my friends and times I will make love to you. And spank you when your bad. Make you wear a collar in my house. He was fucking her harder. Would you like that Diane ? OMG yes. I am your sex slave. You will do anything I want sexually he said. I could hear the sloshing as he fucked her. Yes as long as you make love to me after. She was. She leant in to kiss meand I pulled her head in to me. As our lipped parted in a warm kiss hertongue moved into my mouth, bringing with it some of my own cum. Herfinger was still just in my ass and she pushed again as she kissed me.Her tongue was slippery from cum and as we kissed more of it came fromher mouth into mine. I took it all eagerly and swallowed it as my mouthfilled. Eventually her finger slipped out and we broke apart from thekiss with own foreheads still touching."You are almost a. As she peed she saw how wet her panties had become, she felt her self getting more aroused as she pulled them off, a sudden thought flashed through her mind of all the pussy that has sat on this seat, she flushed with the knowledge that she felt so turned on at this thought, her swollen pussy responded as she wiped she held the soft tissue there and rubbed gently, she gasped, the tissue was soaked.Back in the lounge, she felt she was being watched, it felt strangely exciting, as she sat she.