"I am a nasty cock hungry whore that loves sex, I want my co-workers at work to know just how easy I am to have sex with. I want them to know just how...easy I am to fuck and suck them off. I don't care if they call me names, I love being called dirty names, and it makes me feel good to know that they know I am a whore waiting to get fucked. I want the women to want me to have sex with them, I want to make them feel good, and I want them to eat and fuck me with their fingers and things. I love. Laura and Craig shoot understanding looks to each other and silently continue to walk out in front of us, leading us back to their house.Upon arrival we quickly say goodnight to them and I lead Mara to the guestroom where a queen size air mattress awaits us. “Finally alone!!” Mara whispers huskily into my ear as she teasingly bites my ear lobe. Her hands and fingers explore my body in the dark as she searches for the quickest way to undress me. After she pulls my shirt over my head I sit down. The officer pulled behind her and got out. He approached the car carefully, as all police officers do who want to see the end of their shift. Pat rolled the window down and extended her hand with her license before the officer, a sheriff's deputy Pat noted, could ask for it."Thank you Miss," the deputy acknowledged politely. "May I see your proof of insurance also, please." Certainly," Pat answered. She leaned across the car and opened the glove compartment. She had just a moment to realize. He moved her legs onto his naked shoulders and licked her dripping pussy. She couldn't tell the storm surrounding her from the storm within. The gazebo lit up from a lightning strike; his kiss sucked on her clitoris before the thunder reached them. His hands were again on her breasts, teasing her nipples.His tongue was loving her center. Wind was dusting them with raindrops. Thunder was rolling overhead. Lightning struck again. His kiss struck. Her climax struck.For what seemed like an hour,.