And I don’t care if Peter is there, if he watches, too.”I leaned into her and kissed her softly on the cheek.“Darling,” I said, “that’s wh...t family is for.” We both giggled. What a bunch of sex-crazy motherfuckers we are, I thought. And were gonna stir the pot even more. This should be fun.I gotta admit, once again ... I wasn’t doing this just for Kirsten’s sake. I wanted this, bad. I wanted to fuck the boy. He’d turned me on big time, long ago. And now ... after all these years ... now I get. ‘She looks like Shella did when she was Neta’s age,’ Dex said, taking a long drink of his wine. ‘So, how long have you and Paul been together?’ Netalia wanted to know. ‘Almost three years,’ Paul answered. ‘How long have you been married?’ Netalia asked. ‘Three months,’ Shella told her. ‘How’s school?’ ‘I have to tutor the morons I go to school with,’ Netalia said, wrinkling her nose. ‘And Victoria’s being horrid,’ she added. ‘How so?’ Dex asked instantly alert. ‘She thought I failed math, when. She squirmed on the seat, humping against his hand and rubbing her hard clit on the heel of his palm. Her mouth sucked harder as her pleasure swelled through her."You all are sluts," he growled. "Terrible, wicked sluts tempting men with your whorish bodies."Father Augustine shuddered as her lips sealed about the tip of his cock as they slid up and down his shaft. Her tongue twirled around the sensitive crown before her mouth slid back down his shaft. His balls tightened."You're a sinful. "Iknow you want to be my bitch." Yes," said Mike."Yes, to what bitch?" said Lisa, circling him and softly rubbing her nailsacross his body as she walked. "Tell me Monique. You fucking tell me whatyou really want!" I want to wear heels every day. I love being Monique. I love being yourgirlfriend," said Mike, as she flicked his penis. "I love being yourbitch." Now let me teach you something about being a good woman!" said Lisa, asshe knelt in front of him. "Watch, feel, observe, and learn!"Lisa.