Now, married, I'm supposed to be a slut. Like Roseanne Jameson in eighth grade. She was a slut. I think she had every seventh and eighth grade boy's d...ck in her mouth, maybe with the exception of, oh, what was his name, he was such a... , well who cares.So, hubby wants a slut and I've tried. Even went out to dinner with friends once and he talked me into leaving my panties home. The whole evening, I sat there thinking of nothing else but my pussy being bare naked under my dress. Oh, Roy loved. Usne mera tshirt utara aur mere chest pe nipples pe kiss karne lagi. Fir mera pant utarne lagi but bohot tight tha so maine thoda help kiya aur pant aur underwear dono saath me utar diya. Wo mere lund ko hath me leke hilane lagi aur mujhe jabardast kiss krne lagi. Mai chahta tha k wo mera lund muh me leke chuse but usne kabhi kisi ko blowjob nhi diya tha so maine bhi zyada force nhi kiya. Wo fir apne mera lund hilate hilate mera body ko kiss krne lagi. Mai itna zyada seduce ho gaya tha k maine. Just before the leaves start falling, I cruise my favorite areas, hotel parking areas, truck stops, parks and adult store parking areas to see if there is much activity from the locals. If not, I like to arrange to meet a stranger every now and then.Last week, while sitting in my car in a well known adult store parking area in my Daisy Dukes and high heels, I had a farm boy approach me and ask me if I was looking for anything special. "I sure am." I told him. after seeing my heels, he remarked. He couldn't take his eyes off of her breasts. They were like two halves of a small cantaloupe sitting high on her chest seeming to defy gravity. Like she said at the store, they certainly did not droop. The areolas were right at the apex of the breasts and a rust color with the small center nipple two shades darker. It wasn't that her breasts were big, but that she was small, one of the smallest in her class. Don never thought of her as small, he used the word diminutive, he thought it had a.