It made her feel even nastier. The stranger smiled. “Fairly regularly,” he said. “Somehow, this place attracts a lot of fuckslut whores who are ...tarved for cock. Women who can never get enough dick, the kind who suck the big hard dicks of men before they even say hello. You know the kind?” What in the world am I doing? Oooooo! My panties are soaked!S blushed. “I-I think so.” Her voice had a thick coating of lust.The man smiled again. “Are you sitting down there with sopping wet panties because. Just looking at her makes me wet, I long to hold her up while I taste the nectar that dribbles from her hairless little cunt" She showed it to me last week mummy" Oh fuck yes!" Is it nice darling?" Yes mummy, it's lovely, but not as nice as yours" Did you take her panties off?"He colours up again and hesitates,"It's all right darling you can tell mummy, every girl likes a boy to take her panties down for her"I'd take her panties down, I'd take them down with my fucking teeth, I'd lay on the. “No.” he answered, without looking directly at Mike, obviously ashamed at being found out. “Well, you don't really deserve this. It's a very special birthday treat.” He looked again at Jan, grinned, and said “Whenever you're ready Jan! Take your bra off for him.” She realised then that she was in complete control. She was no longer the long-suffering target for his lustful looks and furtive fumblings when no one was around. The tables were turned. It was her turn now. With Mike's words. I felt myself falling into the erotic abys of a rising orgasm, my heart somersaulting as it pounded in my chest, sexual excitement driving me forward.The hand between my thighs plundered my pouting cunt, thrusting two then three fingers in and out of my rippling velvety slit. I closed my eyes and imagined my husband’s body moving over me. My fingers replicated his big hard cock.I strummed my engorged pearl as melted honey poured from the velvet inside of my clenching pussy.My other hand.