If you help me clean the house, then kiss my ass, I think that I can get you invited for dinner. It should be very interesting!" Deal. Only let's do t...e ass kissing first. Bend over and let me give you a thrill!" Com'on in," Carol replied as she escorted her friend into the house. "Now, on your knees and get busy, you nasty slut."Chapter 2: Dinner and MoreCarol and Linda had finished cleaning the house and were just getting out of the shower when Joy arrived. She had picked up some sushi and. Jean in St. Barts with a bit of trepidation. This was my first trip to the island– something I’d been needing deep down in my soul for years. It had been a stressful few years, and I’d finally quit finding reasons why I shouldn’t go, stopped listening to the logical part of my mind that said the money would be better-spent elsewhere, and said the hell with it, packed a bag, and left for a week. I’d traveled light– a simple hiking pack with a week’s clothes, a book, and a camera in it. I’d buy. He presented the cock to my mouth and I started sucking it. I didnt normally like to suck cock and never allowed my husband to cum in my mouth. I sucked this total strangers cock like I was a whore. Well, I guess I was a whore for the moment. He finally pulled his cock out and placed it inside my pussy. He started fucking me like a madman. He was great. He fucked and banged me like he hadnt had pussy in a year. He was good, making me cum multiple times. I then realized he wasnt wearing a. I found the King reclining in bed, this time, along with two naked women. In fact, all three of them were naked. One of the women was astride his cock pumping away, and I wondered if the King ever wore out his ability to become erect. I began to think that he had to be under a spell to keep him sexually active that much of the time. As before, the two "women" were constructs and looked like the same women I had seen earlier.This time, I let myself be visible because I wanted to talk to the.