I love you!”“I guess that makes me a slut, then, because I want to do it again. I want to do it all the time!” she smiled. “You can do it to m... whenever you want! I’ll even do it with my mouth again, if you want. I liked it.”“How much do you like it?” he asked, his smile getting a little bigger. “Would you do it in front of your mother?”“My mother?” she asked, surprised. “No! Why would you want me to?”“So that she can see what it looks like when a girl who like it gets it. She. Later as she sat on my face while going down on my cock she asked what I would do if she got a tattoo on her tit or maybe on her ass or pussy. I didn't even reply as I shot stream after stream of cum, thinking how slutty my wife was acting. She was simply not the same girl I had been married to just months before.This past October, Brooke informed me that we had been invited to spend the weekend at Ron and Cheryl's mountain retreat. The leaves were just turning and the view was spectacular.. The bodies were just strewn around and left wherever they died. We found their mother's body lying over their father's. My men, assisted by the villagers I hasten to add, buried the victims in the church cemetery."Looking at the two girls standing together in the back he said, "Marie and Celeste, I think you both would have been pleased. Your parents are together in that churchyard forever. Your schoolmates were also decently buried with all of the villagers gathered around their graves praying. I wiped the beer and sleep from my face and rolled over as he suggested. The sun felt good on my partially covered buns and must have looked good too.“Mmmm, girl, if I wasn’t so busy fishing now, I’d fuck that cute little bottom of yours,” Benny said.It made me smile because part of dressing like this was to satisfy my fem side and entertain men and apparently it was working! I took a few swigs of my beer before lying my head down and falling asleep again in the warm sun. This time, I was.