”“But I’m curious, Vince. I mean, how good was she? Wasshe really good looking?”“She was okay. As strippers go.”&#...8220;Well,” she said, considering me. “For example, did shehave better legs than me?”“Hell no,” I said honestly.“Was she more attractive than me?”“No way.”“Well, did she have a better body than me?”“I wouldn’t think so.”“You wouldn’t think so. But you. After that incident with the heavily muscled yard workers, she choose to conveniently omit the memory from her data bank of sexual experiences because it was the closest she had come to being a complete slut without guilt or remorse of any nature whatsoever.Not too many of Nurse Hyacinth’s co-workers were aware of the fact that she was extremely well-organized in the area of pubic area management.For instance, she had two complete cycles of Monday thru Sunday undies that were clearly marked. She finished the fantasy with Bill penetrating her and each of them enjoying a body shaking orgasm as he came inside her. As she felt the afterglow of her orgasm, she fantasized a last touch of Bill’s fingers as she spread her clitoral hood, rubbed her clitoris with two fingers, trailed the tips along her twat, and pressed two fingertips into her vagina allowing herself a few minutes to relax before she reentered the real world. Even though she was totally alone she was still a little. He gave her one lingering thrust and pulled away.Kelly kept saying she wanted me to fuck her, and that she couldn't wait any longer. I moved onto the bed and kneeled between her legs. As I looked down at her gaping, dripping pussy, I tried to decide whether I should let Cody fuck her. Earlier, she had said she wanted him to touch her and finger her, so I had no problem letting him do that. I thought having her suck his cock was a bit of a stretch, but figured what the heck, she'd like it. As I.