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Paula wasn't the kind of girl who flaunted her looks to people but she looked sensational naked and I enjoyed that privilege. We always had a great sex life but after so many years of being together and now a child taking up so much of our free time, we had to make the effort to keep things fresh between us. Having been together since high school, neither of us was very experienced but liked to joke that she would be a slut small if she was single. We actually enjoyed a fair amount of kinky fun in our bedroom but hearing Paula talk dirty like this usually got me going and we would fuck for hours. When she gets horny and says if she was single she would probably fuck on the second date. For some reason that really does it for me. The idea of my wife ,who I generally respect very much, being easy for some other rando guy, slutting it up and waxing another's man's pole was so scandalous. That she could have such little respect for herself or whore herself out was captivating. We have so much fun with this fantasy just dirty talking in the bedroom, but then I get an idea to have some more fun with my pretty little wifey. I get her in a whorish outfit, something embarrassingly revealing that she bought specifically for the bedroom and tell her I want her to suck me off in the car. Keep in big mind that this is a tacky metallic purple strapless tube top and mini skirt combo that are connected over her belly button by a single large gold ring in front and another in the back. The hem was constantly edging up her thighs so she had to pull at it every ten seconds or with every step she took in her six inch impossible hooker heels. Paula arranged for a babysitter and we made a date for pussy this Friday to go out and have some fun, tits probably drive out somewhere secluded and fuck around a Hardcore little. Our teen babysitter needed to be home before eleven tonight which gave us plenty of time for shenanigans. Paula felt exposed and cheap and preferred she at least wear panties with this hooker outfit but agreed not to at my insistence. Still she wore a big thick winter coat before she even opened the door for the babysitter. It was longer than her dress and had full sleeves. We were stupid giggling idiots when we left the house in the car and drove off in the night. I found somewhere safe and secluded and dark in a corporate sector of the city occupied by office buildings where there were likely to be few people this late at night and plenty of empty parking lots on site. I pulled up, putting the car in park and tell her to get out of the car. "I want you to pretend you're a hooker and I'm your John. Throwing her jacket in the back seat, Paula looked around to make sure there was nobody around. She gets out and walks around the front of the car. The headlights bounce off her wicked little body as she strutted and twisted her hips provocatively. Her pale skin was creamy smooth and the cold night air made her nipples hard and obvious as they poked through the thin material of her outfit. Sauntering over to my window she bends down smiling and asks, "See anything you like, mister?" Playfully giving her tits a nice shimmy and shake she giggled, "So you wanna party, or what? For fifty bucks I'll suck a golf ball through a garden hose." I played along, mesmerized by my sexy wife doing her best gum chewing trashy streetwalker impression and said, "What do I get for fifty bucks?" She pulled down the tube top and let me see her hard pink nipples. "You're going to get the best head you ever had and maybe I'll let you play with these…" After Aunt Sheen began walking with the jeans around her knees, I could barely make out her now, tits as it was now completely dark. Jon then got up and walked over to me. He told me to open my Hardcore feet about a foot, which I did, and he then proceeded to walk slowly round me. When he went behind me for the second time I felt a sudden pain in my right rear cheek. “Have you never seen a girl have a pee before?” Just then, the two girls heard a voice cut through the din of the school cafeteria. They were talking and couldn’t decide whether to go straight to the sauna, or have a quick game of squash first. There were three guys standing in the room, looking around. What are you doing here!?” he cried. Some of her jiz spurts out past the ring and dribbles down my chin. “It would be if your hand wasn’t on her pussy. We are all glad to see you beginning to come out of the shell you placed around yourself after Alexis’s death. That’s that. “Tonight. She was all over uncle for that…He apologized and told her “one beer [actually four]…I mean come on…she is almost of age and it’s part of bowling.” My Mom, Virginia Mae, calmed down…no harm no foul as far as she knew…and the only harm was that uncle had opened my eyes and my thighs to new pleasures that gave me dreams of things to come. Julie's mind was a jumble in just a few hours she had lost all control of her life. I got the guys some more beers and lined them up with the ones that they still had; then sat on the chair opposite them. "C-can you... “That's it, you naughty little dyke slut,” I purred. A thought crossed my mind, I should just eat it. Cheesecake Sissy! With a long, bony arm, it knocked her to her feet, her blue armor ringing. Derrick's brow knotted in concentration. When she small stopped talking the man picked up a tape measure and walked over to me. He started measuring me. First across the shoulders, down the length of big my pussy arms, then around my waist, and finally the length of my inseam. I’d helped Mark learn to last longer. I told her to send them to Ardeni Dreus; this was their ship now.