" But, we want her to look like a slut, don't we Tracy. That's what sheis, just a trashy slut?" Sniggered Debbie. "Ah, our breakfast hasarrived! Put i... over there on the dressing table Pansy, then go and getyourself showered, and while you're about it make sure that you removeany of that facial hair that you may have. When you are clean, and I meanclean mind you, present yourself before us, naked, in the sitting room,for our inspection. Oh and remove that nail polish too, you will bewearing a. "MMMM" you moan, I take this as a yes and grab the waterproof lube from the counter...As I get the strap on on and put on some lube you lift your ass so that I can get closer to you... "Are you sure you want this?" I ask again, you take a deep breath "how big is it?" you ask, sounding a little nervous. "Only 7 inches” I say, "I'm sure you can handle it"... "YES!" you gasp as I am already sliding it up and down your ass crack.While this is all going on your cock has just been standing there,. “I missed you, Mickey.” I missed her too, but probably only for the fact that she was 22 and I was 40 and she gave amazing blowjobs. She wasn’t k**ding, though. It had been awhile. About six weeks, in fact, since I fucked her last, just a day before she left to go back to college. “I missed you too, Han,” I said, picking up the pace. Her sweet moist pussy gripped my cock as I slowly eased in and out of her.“Fuck me hard, OK?” she said, but it was more of an order than a request. “And don’t. That was the first time that the thought of her being batshit crazy came into my head. Call her by my ex's name? Fuck that. I didn't need to do that. I wasn't even thinking about Holly until that moment. Holly. Probably taking somebody else's cock this very moment. I'm sure she was. I stood this 5-ft nothing bubble ass girl onto her feet by her hair. I spun her around and pushed her towards the kitchen. The stairs going up is all that parted the living room from the kitchen. I bend her over and.