There were always girls hanging around and some of them were known to be real sluts.I typically don't pay attention to girls who are overly easy but, ...one of them was smoking hot. I had heard a few stories about how wild she was in bed. I kept catching her looking at me and then looking away. It turned me on to see a supposed slut acting so bashful.Our next party was raging. Everyone got loaded, even myself. I saw this girl dancing, walked up to her and started making out. She was way into. You ask me to check out your form to make sure that you’re doing it right. Your thighs open and close repeatedly while you stare at me intensely watching your pussy. I know it has to be pretty with you being so beautiful.I imagine you getting wetter with each squeeze "So what do you think about my form" you ask. "Your form looks perfect to me but I couldn't really see those thigh muscles contracting and getting a good deep stretch". You blush and close your legs quickly, "If you want to see my. Good luck on your own.”“You can’t do this to me.”“There is no law that says that I have to keep a place for you to live or feed you or have you on my insurance or in my will.”“What will I do?”“Whatever you have been doing. One of those dicks that is bigger than mine must be interested in you. Anything else?”“Some of my clothes are gone.”“I don’t have them. I was going to burn them on the grill, but I didn’t want the house to smell for the realtor this afternoon. Maybe Renee took them before she. I pushed up her Slip and lowered the Panties down over her thighs, legs and Black Spike Shoes. She walked over to the couch, sat down and lifted her Slip up to her waist revealing long Black Nylonned covered legs with Spike Black Suede High Heels. She leaned back and motioned me over; she drew my head between her thighs up to her wet mound. The aroma was mesmerizing as she instructed me how to lick and where to stick my tongue on her clit. She taught me how to suck her clit, lick the.