.I guess my facial expression said it all.She strolled towards me in the sexiest way ever, like a model, crossing her feet over each as she came, slow...ly, slowly, her eyes never leaving mine. She gently placed a hand right in the middle of my chest and felt my pounding heart. Her smile widened at that. Gently pushing me I sat down on the bed.She kept one hand on her hip while the other began to caress the soft, silky skin of her lower tummy. If she had any pubic hair she would have been running. I wanted her again and I needed to cum. My little antics earlier didn’t seem worth it anymore. My body ached and throbbed, I could smell her on me, I could taste her on my lips. God the things this woman did to me. I laid there remembering how just a few short hours ago she had me bent over the hood of her car while she fucked me in a public lot. I moaned and blushed at how much I enjoyed it. I always enjoyed being a good little whore for her. My legs were spread wide because I was afraid to. Candy was moaning softly and telling her of all the wild things they would do over the weekend when her room mate was gone.That must have been why they didn't hear the door open."You fucking dykes!" Heather yelled as she walked in.Both of them shot up to look at Tonya's room mate standing right there.It would have been bad enough if it was just Heather but, no it wasn't. There was also Jill and Meg, Heather's bitchy friends.The three of them were rich girls and all Barbie doll clones. Long. ”Tracy nodded, “I wouldn’t think of it. I’ll try to keep it in balance too.”Jim kissed his sister and passed Marshall to her. The kiss had been anything but platonic or brotherly-sisterly.Lynn turned to Jim with a startled expression, “You two... ?”Jim just smiled enigmatically and walked towards the bar. “Can I get you a glass of wine, Lynn?”Kyle was chuckling, “So, you want to seduce my MOTHER? You’ve got all this ripe pussy around you, and you want some used, middle-aged, divorced pussy.