"Take these two sluts and their luggage to the airport and make sure they get on the plane." He then handed Sandy and Dawn their identification, cash, and tickets. "Get the fuck out of here and you better be good and do what you are told." Sandy didn't amateurs understand the last comment but she was happy to be leaving, so she blew off the comment. Two hours later both women were on the plane heading back to Indiana. Little did they know that now the real adventure was beginning? Chapter 7 More Time with Carol and Mother The next day, Monday, at school there did not seem to be anything that could keep me from thinking about what mother and I had done in bed. I did not think we had missed a single position. If we did it is one that mother did not know. Not until biology could I get my mind on anything else. Carol's smiling face seemed to pull me from Sunday's slutwife bed to Monday's classroom. "Hello John, or should I call you Johnny?" was her greeting. "Hi Carol," I said. Looking around to make sure no one was around to hear I whispered, "Please call me John." "How was your Sunday without me?" she whispered. "I can't begin to tell you how..." The bell rang to begin biology class but I finished my sentence when it stopped, "...boring." Mr. Robertson, our teacher, said, "Mr. Smith is that comment a reference to this class?" "Oh no selfshot sir. I was telling Miss Martin my Sunday was boring," I asserted. "Mr. Smith, I expect you to keep your personal life out of my classroom," he said and not waiting for a response launched into the lesson for the day. Before the close of the class he returned our project papers from the week before. He returned hugetits Carol's and mine last, announcing to the class that, "Miss Cocksuck Martin and Mr. Smith were the only ones to complete their projects correctly. A leather look couch and easy chair were to one side and racks of clothing to the other. Sue asked if I had anything to drink. Finally, Steph and I showered, said our goodbyes and waddled slowly back to her car. In languages that none living now spoke, its name was Morganthus, and it had visitors. "Yes, though he had said that he was having trouble getting an accurate count. I let you rest for a few minutes before I start pushing Cocksuck up into you. “They wouldn’t be here if they couldn’t,” Collins replied. He had his letter slutwife and I had mine. "No, not while Jada's here, I'd die of embarrassment." "Dick!" Naughty ideas shot through me. She was so pliant. That also includes washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen.” she must continue to think she is cheating on me. Donna was definitely into control. She’s much like her mother, has the same direct style, charisma and sense of humor. “Kick his ass, Clint!” roared from the stands. While our dinner wasn’t worthy of a five-star restaurant, the view around us was six-star spectacular. Once I have completed the examination of his hugetits testicles I also do an examination of his penis. I shot them fucking in the shower for around 25 minutes before they were drained. I can take it," she said, patting her belly. “Yeah, it was strange,” he said as he opened both bottles, handing one to me and drawing a large mouthful from the other, “I didn’t see any of you guys leave.” Her green complexion grew ashen, her lips quivered, and her hands trembled as though stricken with Parkinson’s. Her bulging eyes filled with tears, and leaked saline droplets onto the paper as her lenses scanned the amateurs words. “Doc selfshot Brown over there says I don’t have long.” The End