She gasped in response "Yes Sir, I love it, thank you for giving Your Slut such pleasure." "Your Slut"; the words bounced in his head; in one sentence..., she had yielded herself utterly to his wishes."If you are 'my slut', then perhaps you should be showing me what I get for my money," he replied, mock-sternly. She turned to face him, one hand straightening her twisted panties. Almost absentmindedly, she licked the fingers afterwards, showing no sign that tasting her own wet pussy was remotely. When it had warmed up, it slithered out and the wife saw it go under the sofa.She let out a very loud scream.The husband (who was taking a shower) ran out into the living room naked to see what the problem was. She told him there was a snake under the sofa.He got down on the floor on his hands and knees to look for it. About that time the family dog came and cold-nosed him on the behind. He thought the snake had bitten him, so he screamed and fell over on the floor.His wife thought he had had a. Bob nicknamed that kind of fuck the fast and furious." Just like the kind I just got from you here in the backseat?" said Steve."Just like that!" said Steve's mother, "So that's when Bob and Mom started fucking each other like rabbits. They did it every day that week as soon as the two of them got home from work. Their hot fuck sessions would last for hours and Mom even taught Bob a thing or two like how to fuck a woman up the ass. Then Dad got home. Instead of being crazy about it Bob and Dad. This might not be good, but at least we can hear each other," he said with a laugh.I gave him a kiss and slipped off again. I went to the bar and downed a double whisky before going upstairs to the disco. I had no idea what I was expecting when I got back up there, I just knew I had felt 20 years younger, and that was certainly a feeling worth going for again.I found myself feeling disappointed when I made it over to their table and didn't find Ahmet. I looked around confused, but couldn't see.