The whore wants more cock

The next morning, Taylor left for work, leaving Brian alone with Laura. Taylor made it a point to fawn over her sister and let her know she could stay as long as she wished, and they would take care of her. If she only knew.

Laura looked out the picture window, and waved to her sister as Taylor's car pulled away. She turned around slowly, fucking John with her eyes. He salivated as she casually walked towards him, unfastening the belt to her short white satin robe. It fell to the floor, and she embraced him wearing nothing other than the beautifully sculpted body she was born with. She nibbled on his ear, and he slid his hands down her waist, and rested them in her firm ass. Damn she was hot.

Her tongue pressed into his mouth, as her hands explored his body and grabbed a handful between his legs.

"I'm yours, your whore. Your naughty, bad girl. I am always expected to be the good one, the perfect one. Fuck that", she said... Talking for her own benefit rather than his.

She licked his ear, and growled like an animal. Her skin tingled with electricity at the sexual energy she was exuding - some switch had flipped in Laura, and she was consumed by an unstoppable sexual ****.

Purring, she said "I want to do something unexpected. Something wild. Something bad."

Chuckling, he said "I think we did that already, but I am up for another round"

"No," she said with eyes like saucers, "even wilder. Come with me"