Do you feel like a whore, Kelly?”
“Sorta, but a GOOD whore!”
“Me, too. “I absolutely love watching you take John’s penis in your mouth, darlin’,” said Mary. The girls repeated their effort, lying on either side of him, and John suddenly feeling like the proud owner of a harem. “I’ve never done anything like this before!”
“Me either, but it sure feels great. “She said I oughta be a bad whore, too.” She clambered over John, pulled her legs up to sit on his chest, then moved over to Mary’s head, putting a knee on either side of her face, her moist pussy inches from Mary’s lips. Her uncovered breasts, though smallish, swayed as she walked toward them holding a small bowl. We’re training her well, aren’t we?”
“Kelly and Hyapatia never seem to quit.”
John wondered just how far his wife was planning to go tonight with her friend and him.
