I am unavailable, but I will coolly evaluate you, and ... and, if you are the man who lights my fire, I will be the wildest, hottest slut whoever live....”It was that classy, cool, princess-like demeanor with the promise of a hot, slutty wild woman underneath which made men quiver with desire. I know I quivered.Rebecca, Andy and I went to dinner at San Francisco’s finest restaurant. Both of the women wore black, floor length, form fitting cocktail dresses. Andy’s dress had a high, square neck in. His fucking accelerated and became even more wild and violent, and I knew the end was near. Then came a wild animal cry and a prick-plunge that tore into me like a spear, bringing bright colors to my watering eyes, then a series of ten more like it, accompanied by wild grabbing at my breasts and cockette, and I knew he was cumming. Then, darkness descended over me. I must have passed out from the ecstasy and the exertion, for I awoke under the crushing weight of Bo's slumbering body. His. Heat unfurled low in her belly and her breath quickened with desire.Russell's eyes made a slow steady perusal of her slim, shapely form, taking their sweet time to take in their fill. He summoned her with a nudge of his head. Selia went to him without a word, her eager expression betraying her unhurried pace. She climbed onto the bed gingerly, and as gingerly, positioned herself astride his strong thighs on her knees. Once more, their eyes connected, immersing them in the knowledge that their. Mom didn't like that decision, but at least sheknew how tired I was. She was unhappy that I had missed so much churchduring the summer because of my new "job". I'd have to make a biggereffort to attend church on Sunday mornings after my future Saturdayperformances.I would have gladly slept all day if Emily hadn't come over and jumped onmy bed after she got home from church. We had family coming over thisevening for a small party to celebrate Mom's birthday, and Emily wanted tospend some time.