"Barbie, will you get a loaf of bread from the freezer? It's just to the right of the entry but down about three stairs." I asked when the commercial ...reak came."Sure, Mr. Hamilton," she replied instantly and she went off in the direction I'd sent her. Did she stagger? Was the vodka getting to her? Only moments after she'd gone, I heard a loud crashing sound followed by a scream.Rushing to the top of the short stairs, I looked down and saw Barbie sprawled out where she had tripped and fell."Are. The woman driving alone leaned to the passenger window and said, ‘I don’t know no place called Furthur but I can get you over to Wheeling at least.’ I threw my stuff in back and crawled in. We introduced ourselves. Lily was a medium-size brown-haired mountain girl with thin features wearing a long grey dress and (when I looked beyond her shapely calves encased in black stockings) grey sneakers. I was my usual tall thin ponytailed Goldwater-glasses self in heavy jeans, thick sweater, a Navy pea. Then she forgot all about that as she felt his hot tongue lightly touch against her juicy pussy lips. He pressed that wiggling warmth between the folds of her slit, licking up her juices, swirling then pushing into her fuck hole. Michelle clutched the bedspread in her fists, pressing her face into the mattress to stifle her loud moans of pleasure. Andrew was tongue-fucking her now, using his hand to stimulate her clit. She raised her hips, humping back at his face, at his probing tongue,. “I’ve always fancied the idea of being someone’s whore; someone’s slut.” She felt his cock stiffen against her. “I also like a man who’s bossy in bed. Jo’s... Jo’s a bit on the... “ “Submissive side?” Carla nodded. Tom reached round and grabbed her bottom roughly and pulled her against him. “I think you’ll find me quite different,” he told her. “I like it rough and I expect a woman to be a whore in bed. I don’t like to hear the word ‘no’ being used!” She clung to him feeling his dark skin.