Emily pointed out that a lot of girls dress slutty. “They like it. It makes them feel sexy,” she bragged knowingly. Emily herself wasn’t the kin...d to dress trashy but she had a lot of friends who did.“That’s a good point, Emily.” Mike thanked her for bringing it up. “Those women are empowered to embrace their inner-slut. They choose when and how they want to be displayed. They set the parameters of engagement. They show what they want to show. Your mother wears what I want her to wear and if. I feel my pulse quicken. There is something I must do.I take her by the hips and raise her. She is relaxed; she lets me do as I want.I make her kneel, straddling me as I lie on my back. I move her pelvis towards my face and now that enticing patch is over my face and I can see her lower lips. I bring them to my mouth. I kiss them, lick them, loving that strange salty sweet musky flavour of a woman’s passion.I devour her cunt. She presses down hard, grinding her core against my. He started to ‘waggle’ his cock, making it stiffen, and again waved me to him.My breathing was getting heavier and I know that my nipples were poking through my vest, but I stood my ground.“No” I mouthed, “Please!” he mouthed back, and his cock was now stiffening nicely.I walked towards him, with my wash basket for protection.“Has your mum gone to see your Auntie?” I quietly asked him.“Yes, with dad.” He grinned as he thought that he was in for a treat.“Good. Put that away, and follow me in. I did as per what she told and she started licking my asshole. She inserted her tongue in my asshole and boy my dick came back to its full form. After some time I could not take it more and gave her a hug and started kissing her again.I did all the kissing and sucking and asked her also to bend down so that even I can feel how sucking a asshole is. She obliged to me and I was kissing her asshole inserting my tongue deep inside her hole, with my hand I started finger fucking her cunt, she.