I became particularly fond of cunnilingus, both giving and receiving. In those days we had full body hair in both arm pits and pussy, there was no suc...h thing as trimming or shaving that I was aware of at that time that would come later. And I firmly believe the hair holds the scent when one was aroused adding to the joy of love making. Sunday mornings she made us our toast, jam and tea that we shared, usually followed by more copulation unless Mother Nature interfered. We would enjoy a. She expected him to be angry at having been wakened from a sound sleep, and began her apologetic explanation, ‘I’m sorry Aiden. It’s been years since I’ve seen a storm this fierce,’ she said weakly, with her voice trembling. ‘Shhh,’ he cut her off gently with two fingers over her lips, ‘You have no reason to be sorry. Whatever it is that frightens you so, let me protect you.’ ‘But,’ she began to argue when he interrupted, speaking softly, yet deliberately, ‘If you want me to stand in. But I grab her wrists and order her to look at me. " Once you do this, there is no going back, baby. Do you understand? Do you understand that the second you touch my dick, you are mine for the night? My SLUT. My whore for the entire night. Tell me you understand that." She is trembling as it sinks in. She wants to be a slut. My slut. She won't be able to say no to me. I'm in charge. The thoughts racing through her mind and she became even more turned on; her body aching, her hips begin to. "And since when are you such a stickler for the rules, Pretty Boy? You weren't so ethical when you told me you'd give me a free pass if I made nice with the Ice Queen."Des had been staring in shock like everyone else, but Pete's last comment snapped her out of it."Ice Queen? You think any woman who doesn't fall all over you is frigid? Then the whole world must be frozen, because I didn't see anyone trying to jump your bones. Not even that airhead slut over there!" Hey!" Janelle simpered..