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“You must think I’m a real slut, huh?” she asks.

“Yeah,” you say shamelessly. “Most women are. You have the guts to admit it—“ You smile back at her and put your hand on her thigh. “And I have the balls to appreciate it.”

Karen thinks about that for a moment. “I do like being a slut. And getting all the sex I want from you.” She adjusted her top. “Or at least I’ll try. I’m going to spend all night in bed with you, giving my pussy its fill. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

“Uh-huh,” you agree, eying her breasts. Her fixed top now outlines them perfectly.

“Felicia puts me to shame, though. Even if you didn’t make her come like crazy, she’d probably fuck you just for the sake of fucking you.”

“I think she might have something to say about it if I didn’t make her come.”

Karen smiles and licks her lips. “Yeah. She wouldn’t be into you if you didn’t know what you were doing. Plus, you can keep it up until we’ve had our fun.”

“Keeping it up isn’t impressive. If I could get it down with one of you three teasing me, that’d be impressive.”

Karen focuses her eyes on the road, looking for the exit. Your thoughts go to Psylocke. You wouldn’t call her a slut, but she certainly is sexy. And experienced. Her ass is gorgeous and you can’t wait until next you touch it, even with Karen and Felicia toying with you as well. Even now, Karen strokes your knee as the car races down the highway.

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