Well, the Saturday came and at least it was a lovely, warm, sunny day. XNXX I moved my feet a little further apart and lowered my shoulders a little more so that my backside lifted more into the air for him to fuck me. We were approaching the toilets. I loved the way I was referred to as “the dirty slut.” Under normal circumstances I’d have been horrified to be called such names, but under these circumstances I revelled in it. Now his fingers were pushing under my pants and sliding into my suddenly wet and slippery vagina. One can after all, be called a slut as an insult or as a compliment. “Why not,” he laughed. I gave an audible little gasp at his words.
