“Yes slut,” he replied, and I let go, feeling utter ecstasy at the freedom of the tidal waves of orgasm.He turned me around and promptly shot his ...load all over my face and tits. “How lovely” said my Mistress from behind. I was too tired to feel shame or humiliation at what she had just seen, I knelt on the floor still twitching from my orgasm.“Mm, she was rather a good slut” agreed Master Hart. Mistress stared at me. “Well, clean him up, you whore” she barked. I jumped and began to lap the cum. Coming to the story, things are going normally between us, we became good friends and exchanged our numbers aswell. I always sit at one end in the back seat, She sits in the middle and the other girl sits next to her. This is how we travel every day. Our bodies used to touch many times due to bad roads and turnings. Her husband got transferred to Bangalore just one month after her delivery and she is living alone in her apartment with her kid. She will drop her kid with her parents every day. She might not have the heart and mind of a whore, but she sure had the lips and body of one. It was all I could do to let go once I embraced her. She looked at me like she was going to say something really romantic.“And to start with, you ride in front of me. I know you’ve been watching my ass in the saddle. It’s my turn, Mr. O’Dell.”That’s my wife!With everyone packed up again, we continued our trip to our homes. Along the way Betty Mae and Raylene kept prodding Opal Anne about where we were. ..." With that he stops thrusting and presses himself as far inside me as he can. I can feel him splashing the mouth of my womb with his seed. I knew I was sucking it up with my orgasm and we'd have kids in less than a year. "Oh Kevin, sperm me, make me your knocked up little high school slut. Fuck that baby slime into me!" After the fireworks, we talk a little more. Then I have to get my clothes on quickly as we look at the time. I leave him with a quick goodbye kiss. I feel warm and happy and.