“God, I want to fuck you,” Brett said. “I can’t believe you said that to me,” Debbie exclaimed with anger, “how dare you treat me like a c...mmon whore.” Brett mumbled an apology and watched disappointed as Debbie pulled on her pajamas, went to bed and rolled away from him. A tear rolled down Debbie’s face. “After all,” she thought, “I’m not a whore, I’m a slut.”The next morning Debbie got Brett and the kids off to school and work before either of the girls came downstairs. As she was getting the. "I guess so." I said excitedly.Lisa wore the same robe she had on when she walked to the outdoor shower during our trip to the Cape. It brought back memories and started getting a rise out of me. The somewhat short, silky, pink robe did little to hide her curvy figure. Her nipples stood out in the material framing her breasts, which swayed as she came down the stairs. Lisa showed a lot of leg and as she came down the stairs. I was thinking that someone down below might get a quick flash from. Until we started our "stranger" sex she would never let me touch her pussy if she was having her period, but when I told her than some men, including me, liked pussy at that time of the month. Not all guys I talked to were willing to come home with me when I told them my wife was 'bleeding,' but a lot of guys were more than willing.One night I even told her that she had been violated by a teenager...too young to legally drink, but of legal age to have sex. She went wild with joy when I told. You have a perfect view of my pussy. I'm pinching my nipples with one hand the other one sliding down my chest to my pussy. I push my fingers between my pussy lips and start to rub my fingers up and down, my pussy is so wet and warm, and the water running over me only adds to the heat. My head falls back and I close my eyes. You can see how horny I'm getting so you lift my foot from your shoulder and start to lick and suck my toes one by one, you know it turns me on so much. I slide a finger.