She was ready to cum again, desperate for an asshole full of cum, wanting to scream 'I am a whore!' at the top of her voice.When Peter growled 'What a...e you Roma?' she could not help herself. Her scream was heartfelt, sincere and utterly arousing.When she screamed 'fill this whore's ass with cum, hun!', Peter realised that he was now a fantasy client of a fantasy hooker. It made him angry, so he did fill her up, spanking her ass as he did and feeling her cum again, moaning and shaking as she. She thought she was in love with Bella and that had nothing to do at all with gender, at that moment.It was irremediable, again one Friday, Bella took the initiative and asked Sandy to enjoy the week-end with her at her house, as her guest of course, and if she was available she was most welcome. Bella knew Sandy's summer vacation was at and end and her plans were to go back to college in the east and finish her education. Sandy answer was a euphoric yessssssssssss. Without knowing it, one of. I walked slowly into the living room, trying to remember all her orders. A brown fur sofa caught my attention immediately. I chuckled to myself, knowing the fur was one of Mistress Sarah's favourite indulgences. An image formed in my mind of her naked and rubbing her body over the fur, enjoying the softness tickling her nipples and pussy. I felt my cock twitch in my panties. I moved to the center of the room and slowly and quietly peeled off my clothes. I felt a bit silly and awkward stripping. Many of their outfits were identical and they seemed to enjoy dressing as twins some times. Today both had matching quarter cup bras, tiny crutch-less panties, stay-up stockings and cum-fuck-me high heels. He theme color for the day was a soft pink and this really complimented both my cunts, as we were all getting healthy tans from regular naked fuck-games outside.“How are my sweet fuck-sluts this morning?” I asked them, giving both deep tongue kisses and gently fondling their smooth, slick.