?" According to the good ladies here--" and he positioned himself so that he could finger Vikki's cunt and did just that "--it's more than just a rumo...ur." Sluts Leigh, SLUTS!!!" said my mother. "When someone is playing with our cunts we're sluts not ladies." She grinned at Vikki. "Right, slut!"Vikki looked at the woman. "But we're very nice sluts. Now, seeing as Mr. Calloway hasn't bothered to introduce you to us or us to you I'll do the honours. I'm Vikki Thompson, slut one."She indicated in. The feelings were not only strangely pleasurable, but incredibly intense, like she was going into sensory overload. Every movement, every flick of her clit felt ten times stronger. She could feel every inch of him sliding in and out. The movement stimulated her bowels and suddenly she was afraid that she might lose control and have an accident, but as Charlies thrust deeper and harder that feeling was replaced by a delicious glow and a satisfying fullness. Charlie was in heaven. He’d found a. With the exception of a brief conversation about how well the interview went and how happy he was that she had gotten the job the couple barely spoke.By Saturday morning sarahs pussy was still sore but she found she could concentrate more on normal life and was able to play the normal loving wife role, she even gave her husband his weekly blowjob. It was nothing like the way she had cocks forced deep down her throat the day before, this was just her sliding her mouth up and down over his. Yeah, like recreational sex only faster.”Sia laughed, asking playfully, “Is Daddy horny? Wanna go to bed?”Taking her hand, I tugged her towards the kitchen table. “The bed’s too far away.”My daughter giggled at my urgency. Maybe she didn’t understand the ache in my groin or the strength of my erection. She shuffled, her ankles still trapped in jeans. Moving a chair away, Sia was compliant, if giggling harder, as I bent her face-first over the table.My God but her butt was pretty in panties,.