Lesbian sluts put up a show by licking and rubbing each other's tits and cunts

And I skunk 'em every time.

Just like tomorrow, wait and see.

Where you going?

Well, you must have shot a court in me, so I'm gonna go wash up.

Okay, goodnight.

Max had been a good husband. He loved me completely.

And I guess he worked hard to give me the things I needed.

When he touched me, I could feel the safety of his love.

I crave for something exciting.

Something forbidden. Maybe even something dangerous.

You ready for another rum and coke?

You could have that house boy of yours go get you one.

Rhonda, you're such a flirt.

I have to do something to satisfy my appetite.

Rhonda, tell me, how many men have you had this week?

Um, seven? But who's counting?

Well, apparently you are.

Get 'em while you can, honey.

You would not catch me wasting the best years of my life devoted to a husband like yours.

Max is a good man.

Good? Yeah, taking you for granted.

So, how'd you like the magazine I gave you?

It was a little dark, Rhonda, but I did kind of like it.

I knew you would.

Every woman has to explore her dark side now and then.

Tell Max that you need at least one night a week to go out with the girls.

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