Jennifer also knew about the many BSC girls who had become Absolutes – girls that would not wear a stitch of clothing on campus or off campus. The t...o female students she had met eighteen months ago in the cafeteria were girls that were doing just that. They were just starting out as Absolutes and from what Jennifer had heard they had made a complete success of it. What happened in Aurora Hills was a direct result of those girl’s efforts and this thought was greatly motivating to Jennifer right. He pulled out his hand dripping in her juices he then pushed his dripping fingers into her mouth and told her to suck. She’d never tasted herself before and sucked this new tastes eagerly. “I’ve brought in what all you sluts like” he proudly boasted and produced his police truncheon. “Are you ready?”He then started sliding it into her gaping cunt. It felt cold and hardShe started to enjoy the feeling and wondered how many women it had been in. He pulled it out and told her to old wide then. However that unlucky woman had earned her living, she must lived an honest life. Roberta was under no illusion that this honesty had probably been a decided disadvantage for her, given the way she'd had to live.It was time to eat humble pie she decided."Thank you for coming! I know you must distrust my motives, but I would like to make amends for my insensitive behaviour at your father's wedding."Roberta had worked on the wording of that first sentence until she felt it had the right mixture of. “It excites me.” He looked at my own half hard cock. “I enjoyed it too” I replied. We sat and talked quietly over a few cold drinks while our wives improved their suntans. “You can oil Lisa’s front when she rolls over,” I proposed. He agreed, if I would do likewise to Pam. A while later I suggested to both women that they turn over before they got burnt. “Lisa, Frank would like to put suntan oil on you, okay?” I asked. She smiled her agreement at us. I passed him the bottle of oil. He knelt.