I closed my eyes and tried to summon the slumber I so desperately needed. When I opened my eyes again, I was rewarded with some sexual activity at las...t. The older man across from me had boosted himself onto the ledge of the hot tub, and his wife – presumably – was giving him a slow and steady blowjob.To my right, the couple were still speaking with the tall black man, although it seemed that the wife was doing most of the talking while the husband simply stood and watched. Then I noticed the. That evening she told the Potentials that they were going patrolling, while Willow would conjure up a spell to find the Potential, and once they knew where she was, they'd go get her. Xander, Dawn and Anya would be backing up Willow.Kennedy was amused. The first thing Buffy did was take them to a demon bar where she lectured them on how to extract information from sources. Kennedy was looking around, fascinated. This wasn't Mr. Waterman, there were all kinds of demons present, along with some. She was proud."Why?" For the same reason Marilyn and I decided to keep our affairs secret from our husbands. For the excitement, the thrill, the raw, visceral stimulation of being a secret slut." Carol was aroused, with a wild, wanton look in her eyes. Marilyn was quiet as a church mouse as she took in every nuance of the conversation."You liked that?" Yes," Carol hissed."You like being a secret slut?" Yes," she said proudly. She was challenging me. Her back was slightly arched, raising her. That must have been a first for her, because she began to moan and pant almost immediately. I gently massaged her tits with my hands, and that seemed to be a first, too, because she seemed to think that I was going to be rough and pinch them when I first put my hands on her tits. She smiled and began to purr by the time I was ready to check her pussy for enough lubrication.She apparently was used to having a man put his hand on her pussy, but she was a little surprised when I ran my finger up.