“Balls taste like soap, too!” she giggled, before sucking on his other hairy nut.“You’re going to make me cum if you too keep that up,” Mr. ...Wilson warned.“Another wet spot,” Cindy said.“Good thing we got the rags already,” Stacy said.“Who needs rags?” said Cindy. She nudged Stacy out of the way and looked up at Mr. Wilson. “I want you to cum in my mouth, Uncle Chuck,” She opened her mouth and wiggled her tongue. That will show Stacy who’s the biggest slut, she thought.“You fucking slut!” Stacy. While she was out partying, I was hosting my D&D group. We had been playing for twelve years, alternating who DM. There was Quatch, my best friend and best man for my upcoming wedding. The others were Tom, Chris, and Kurt, who were going to be my grooms. The guys were quite impressed with my sex slaves and each expressed interest in getting their own slave. They were my friends, the only real friends I ever had, so I was more than happy to provide them with a slut of their own.I turned the. I felt bodies next to me. Marie was still snuggled up to me and Lena had her head on my lap. I glanced at the floor where Tamara was asleep with Stephanie and her friends sprawled out. The TV was still on. I rolled Marie off of me. She turned to the arm of the sofa and went back to sleep. I lifted Lena up and moved out from under her. She moaned a little and continued to sleep. I turned the TV off, scooped Tamara off the floor and carried her to our bed.I went back in the den and covered up. You’re not supposed to sit back and wait for something to happen. You’re supposed to make things happen otherwise it won’t happen at all.Sometimes the things you chase lead to good things, sometimes they don’t. The important thing is that you do them, because if you don’t you’re just going to be asking yourself “What if?” for the rest of your life.Do you agree?This adventure started because of my friend Amber. We were doing our regular tradition of smoking up in her car before heading into In.