Wife:I really don't have a fantasy but I always get excited when thinking about a strange man.Who got me for his own pleasure and use me as he wich fo... a certain short time , without having the will to protest against his orders and wishes .She began more active and excited Me: you mean ,you like to be a prostiute ?Wife: of course not!!!!! I am not interested in money.Me:so if it's only the concept make you horny that mean you like to be a slutWife: yes maybe just thinking about it now make me. He moaned loudly. "Fuck yes, lick my hole," he said, very loudly. "You’re a fucking slut too, aren't you?" I said to him. He moaned but didn't answer. "You've been fucking that hotel slut all week, but you really wanted my tongue on your ass, didn't you?" I said. This time he said, "Yes, I did." I licked a finger and teased his hole with it. I slipped just the fingertip in. When I did, he grabbed his cock and stroked it quickly. I slid it in a little deeper. "Damn that feels good," he said. I. We moved in time to the music, our hips swaying seductively to the erotic rhythms. Lynn looked so hot in her blue dress with her blonde hair shining under the soft lights. Yet, my mind seemed to be elsewhere.Our number ended in a far less dramatic fashion than that of Ron and Jill. We made our way off to the side and stood there watching the other dancers. After every couple did their solo thing in the middle of the floor, it once again became a bit of a free for all. The progression of time. ”“A lesbian? What makes them think that?”“You know that Joanne and I are just about inseparable. Well, sometimes we hold hands and stuff. The rest is all just their imaginations running wild.” It was true. Her friend Joanne also detested boys just as much as my sister. I had overheard her talking to Pam when she visited one day; “I like MEN not those pimply idiots in our age group.” Pam had agreed with, “I know what you mean. Now, if Mark wasn’t my brother, I’d be all over him. He’s so yummy. I.