I don’t know about other slutty women, but when I bring home new slut-wear I have to slip into it immediately to be sure I’m satisfied with my pur...chase. It has to make me feel sexy, desirable, and quite honestly, fuck-able. I slipped out of my red dress and into the lacy little getup, then carefully slid the silky stockings up my legs. Wearing the new frock did make me want to fuck, but alas, I was alone. Well, a slut is never alone if she has a good reliable toy. So i retrieved one of my. Matt this isnt right we cant do this Im married, To a man that cant please you, I said rubbing her upper thigh Oh it has been a long time, No one will ever know, I whispered in her ear, as my left hand continued caressing her breast, and my right began to pull at the buttons of her shirt. Theres no one here. I slid my hands into her undone shirt and around her sides to undo her black lack bra. Her hands were on my arms as though she was going to stop me but as I pulled her perfect lips to my. Robbin had one leg draped off the side of the bed, and one wrapped around his back, moving her hips in time with his thrusts. She ran her fingers through his long, black hair, and pulled his head up to hers, her lips meeting his. He kissed her passionately, his tongue in her mouth, exploring it. Robbin picked up speed with her hips, and Davey began to thrust in and out of her faster and faster until he felt her arch her back and heard her moan his name, and felt her cunt contract around his. I did the same with Val. Now, rules are, no part of you, especially your dick, can make contact with the chick. You're basically using her as a cum receptacle, just like a urinal is a piss receptacle, get it? The female has no role except being a jizz drain. Talk about degradation! Hell yeah!So I'm jacking off to Val, who is required to look up at whomever is using her. "Not so prissy now, are you, cunt?" I sneered. Naturally, semenals aren't allowed to speak, but all the other girls and the.