So we all went to our spare bedroom where I kept my stash of slut gear. XXX I was in seventh heaven. I have to dress up in my sluttiest gear and fly to the Gold Coast. That was wonderful! What I did next was not usual, although I hoped that soon it would be the new usual; I stripped naked, had a quick shower, then, still naked, grabbed a nice bottle of wine from Andrew’s cellar and headed to Sarah and Ken’s place, taking advantage of the new hole in the fence between our back yards so that I did not risk being seen entering their place naked. I moved to him and put my arms around him and smiled giving him a message that I was available. If that is what you want. Minutes later he was pumping his second load of the night, this time down my throat.
