Did you put that past your husband?”“No.”“Alright, on your own then. Love an independent!”Rod had never let go of Janet, holding her tightly...since that first step through the doorway. As Kim was laying out the white powder and smoke, Rod pulled Janet up to the height of his face, and began kissing her. She melted and relaxed, with her feet dangling far above the floor. In a romance novel, this would have been a momentously sweet moment. As the kissing intensified, Rod allowed Janet to start. When i came back in the evening i saw my bedsheets changed and my book still there.this made me curious did she see it..if she did did she like it…..two days passed no progress iwas getting frustrated….it was bed time i was watching porn like everyday with her soiled panties on my face i purposely didnt lock the door.but nothing happened this night to so i decided i have to make the first move.so next night i made a plan to fuck her any how,after dinner i told her m having a headache and if she. "What did you say?"She looked me directly in the eyes, and said, "I asked who owns you?" In a lower voice, she added, "Slut."I gasped slightly at the last word, but met her gaze, and asked, "What makes you think that someone owns me? Or that I'm a slut?"She laughed a little in a rich, low voice. "I'd say it's pretty obvious. Shall I list the reasons?" Please do."She spun her stool to face me more directly, and placed a hand on my knee, using it turn my stool a little more toward her. She. I did just like you said: rub sperm into them every day. Sometimes I couldn’t get it out of her mouth quick enough and she’d like swallow it, so she made me cum all over again, just to get enough for her tits project” “Come on Steff, I need some fisting practice”.Steff grabs Mary’s hand and drags her through the gate into the back garden: “It’s OK; I used to babysit these two when they were little, and they’re always this rude”.Mary wasn’t sure how she felt about sex with ch1ldren; she had.