” I can only nod in agreement.“Like me,” she continues. “I always thought I was weird, because I wanted all these sexual experiences so bad,... but then I hated the ones I did have. You and your friends have the kind of sex I’ve always wanted, but I didn’t know it existed in real life, and guys call me names like slut and whore if I even pretend to enjoy having sex with them. So I just assumed that something was wrong with me, and I’m just a pervert. But you’re a pervert too, and you have. “On your back darling” he said and pulled out so that I could change position.I felt my arse gape now that it’s plug had been removed, and I wanted it filled again quickly!I lay on my back, pulled my legs up and after he had ripped my knickers off (I liked that!) I felt him enter me again, there was no resistance.“Oooooh look at my little sluts” said Mrs Mistress “time for your close ups” and she again, without pausing the pounding smeared lipstick onto me and then, after a sly smile, put some. “Spread yourself open and cover your twat with the paste. Be a good girl. Do it for me.” “Oh god, Em, please,” I begged, but I already knew I’d find no compassion. My hips trembled, but I spread my labia apart and moved forward until my twat touched the red goo. I bent my knees so her finger slid upwards through my folds and coated them with paste. She helped by wiggling her finger a little once it reached my clit. At first, I only felt her touch. Then my twat grew warm. After seconds, it. But tonight, all the little lovey-doveyness was out and some good, hard fucking was in.So after their tennis lesson that night, Sean drove Chrissy over to her house. To get the night started off right, Chrissy leaned way over in her seat and started kissing Sean's neck. At first, little kisses and deep breathing against Sean's skin, but then she started kissing him more insistently, more urgently. It was all Sean could do to not turn his head away from the road and start kissing the sexy, horny.