I kissed her, and she continued to cling to me so tight I could barely catch my breath.

We finally relaxed, and Amy sat up and looked at Brittney. Brittney had tears in her eyes, and her face thoroughly flushed.

Amy asked, "Are you OK sweet girl?"

Brittney, mumbling, said, "Oh my God, I have never had an orgasm like that before, let alone back to back. I felt like I was having a seizure. I love being your cum bucket daddy. I don't think I can walk right now."

I rolled off of Brittney, and she quickly rolled over to Amy and cuddled up to her. The two of them locked in a passionate kiss.

I crawled out of bed and said, "Ladies, if we are going to go to Molly and Jeff's place, we best get a move on it."

Brittney reluctantly unwound herself from Amy and crawled out of bed.

"I need to take a shower; I will be quick," Brittney said.

As she walked towards the bathroom, she looked back at Amy and me and said, "mmm, I can feel your cum running down my thighs again, Daddy."

Brittney disappeared into the bathroom; just as I pulled my shorts back on, she poked her head out and said, "Oh, your auburn-haired neighbor was in my class today, the first time. She hit on me."

Amy was out of bed now.

"What? Jacky was in your class?" Amy asked.

"Yeah, I would never forget a pair of legs like the pair she has. Jacky was in the front row of the class. After class, she came up to me and said it looked like I had a good morning and that she could smell it on me. I didn't realize it until she said that, but the crotch of my workout pants was soaking wet. Every time I had the class follow me doing squats, Daddy's cum from this morning's pounding would leak out of my pussy." Brittney said.

"Why was Jacky at that gym? She belongs to the same one we do. She hit on you, you sure?" Amy questioned.

"I don't know. It was the first time I have seen Jacky there. Yes, Jacky hit on me after she said she could smell my cum filled pussy; she whispered in my ear, I bet that tastes yummy." Brittney said.

She went on, "Your sexy long-legged neighbor is a horny bitch. You two need to have her over for dinner and fuck her."

"You sure it was Jacky, and she said that, exactly?" Amy said with total shock in her voice.

"Trust me, Miss, it was her. Is this her cell number?" Brittney said as she handed Amy Jacky's card. Then Brittney turned and went back to the bathroom.

Amy looked at me with that devilish smile on her face and said, "Did Jacky see Brittney yesterday when she came by?"

"I don't think she did; I am sure she would have asked why the naked girl everybody was talking about was in our house if she did," I said.

"How come Jacky has never hit on me?" Amy asked, now somewhat hurt.

I had no reply but to laugh at that question.

"Babe, like we need any more playmates. I think Brittney may fuck us both to death," I said

Amy giggled and said, "mmm, what a way to go, though."

While Brittney showered, I whispered to Amy, "With what we found out about Jeff and Molly being brother and sister, it has made me realize we don't know anything about Brittney either. Where is her family? Where has she been living that she can just move in here? Where is her stuff? Clothes?"

"Those questions have crossed my mind too. I will feel Brittney out on drive over to Molly and Jeff's," Amy said.

"Oh, I bet you will feel her out; just remember to ask about her history," I laughed.

Brittney finished showering and dried off as Amy laid out clothes for her to wear. Amy picked out one of her schoolgirl outfits that she had worn to a lifestyle party awhile back when we were on vacation.

Brittney was giddy while getting dressed.

"Miss, you didn't put any panties out for me. My pussy will be open to anybody," Brittney said, smiling.

Amy responded with, "Your hot little fuck hole will be open to anybody we say it is open too, young lady."

"Yes, Miss, as you wish," Brittney smiled.

Shortly later, we were out the door, headed to Molly and Jeff's to determine why their phones were not working.

We were barely out of the driveway when Amy started in on the questions.

"Brittney, does your mother and father know you are staying with us? Do they live in town?" Amy asked.

"Oh, I don't have any parents. I mean, my birth parents died in a car crash when I was two. I was in the foster care system until I aged out." Brittney said matter-of-factly.

"Oh, Sweety, I am so sorry," Amy said.

"It's OK; I got placed with two cool families. I was lucky. Some of my friends got bounced around from place to place. The last family I was with, the husband was in the military; he got me into CrossFit. It kept me out of trouble, well mostly, anyway," Brittney said.

Amy, laughing, said, "Dear, you're not running from something or someone, are you?"

Letting out a belly laugh, Brittney said, "Oh gosh, NO. Just normal horny girl stuff."

Amy said, "OK, well, we are both thrilled to have you staying with us. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask, OK?"

"Miss, you own me. I wouldn't feel right asking you for something you didn't give me on your own." Brittney said.

"Brittney, in the future, when John and I call you, Brittney or Brit, I want you to act like our niece visiting from out of town, OK? Amy said.

"Yes, Miss," Brittney said.

Amy said, "What?"

"I mean yes, Amy," Brittney said.

I looked at her in the review mirror, and she was beaming as she responded.

Amy went on, "From now on when we refer to you as Roxanne or Roxy, you are our dirty little cum bucket whore and can expect to eat, suck and spread your legs for us as well as our friends."

"Mmm, yes, I am ready, willing, and able to please you and be as dirty and nasty a cum bucket as you want," Brittney said.

Both girls were sitting in the back seat, and I glanced back at Amy when she said that.

Seeing my look, Amy said, "What? I love that song. Since we have our own little whore now, what better name than Roxanne."

Amy broke out in her rendition of "Roxanne" by the Police.

We finally arrived at Jeff and Molly's house. We pulled into the driveway, and as we got out of the car and headed to the front door, an elderly couple opened the front door and started for the driveway.

Amy spoke first, "Hello, how are you today? Are Jeff and Molly home?"

"Who?" The older woman asked.

All three of us, somewhat confused now, didn't know what to say.

"Jeff and Molly, they live here. We were here a couple of weeks ago for a BBQ." I said.

That's when I noticed the older man was staring at Brittney. When I turned around, I saw why. The sun was behind her, and with the short skirt and her incredible thigh gap, it didn't take much imagination to picture her tight little pussy through the thin skirt material. On top of that, the sheer white blouse did nothing to hide her dark brown nipples, which were fully erect, and trying to poke two holes in her blouse.

I had to do a double-take myself. I smiled at her, and I gave her a wink.

Amy was trying to get to the bottom of our current situation.

The lady said, "I am sorry, but Frank and I have lived here for over 30 years."

Amy said, "I was here yesterday morning, and you most certainly were not here.?

Amy was getting snarky now as her confusion grew.

"I am sorry, Miss, but no need to be rude. Frank and I just got back last night from a six-week cruise. We are a bit out of sorts. Frank, what was the name of the brother and sister that rented the house for the six weeks?" the woman said.

Frank didn't hear a word his wife said; Brittney had his entire focus and concentration.

His wife smacked him in the arm to get his attention.

"Frank, what were their names? It wasn't Jeff and Molly. Do you remember?" the older woman asked of her husband.

"Hold on, Martha, I have their info in the house," Frank said to his wife, and he disappeared in the house.

While Frank was in the house, the older woman leaned into Amy and said, just loud enough for me to hear, "Your daughter is adorable, but she really should wear a camisole with a blouse like that."

Amy smiled and said, "You know kids these days, you can't tell them anything."

Then Amy turned to Brittney and said, "Roxanne, did you hear this nice lady? She said you look lovely, but your top is inappropriate. Please go back to the car."

"She does that just to embarrass me," Amy said to Martha.

"Well, we were all young once, don't be too hard on her," Martha said.

Brittney didn't go back to the car right away; she waited until Frank returned and then sauntered back to the car. When Brittney got to the car, she opened the door and bent over, and got in the car headfirst. In doing so, her skirt lifted, giving Frank and his wife a clear view of her pussy.

I looked at Frank to see his eyes had bugged out of his head.

Martha also got a good look at Brittney's bare pussy. Turning back to Amy and smiling, she said, "oh, to be young again. I remember those days."

Amy was smiling from ear to ear now, gaining a new respect for this woman.

"Frank, put your tongue back in your mouth. Honestly, you would think he had never seen such a lovely young lady before. Frank, did you get the info?" Martha asked.

I could tell Frank wanted to snap back at his wife, but thirty-some years of marriage had taught him when to keep his mouth shut.

"Yes, dear, their names are Cara and Scott. Hmm, I just noticed they didn't fill out their last names. But here is their cell number." Frank said.

The number on the form was the same number I had for them, the disconnected number.

We thanked the couple and apologized for bothering them. Once back in the car, all three of us were completely confused about Jeff and Molly. Why would they need to pretend to be someone else and just disappear on us?

I started the car, and we began our drive back home.

Amy immediately turned to Brittney and said, "Roxy, you are a very naughty young lady, flashing your pink cunt to those nice people like that. John, I think we may need to punish her when we get home, don't you think?"

"Miss, I am very sorry for embarrassing you like that. I deserve punishment. Roxy has been a dirty slut," Brit said.

Amy blurted out, "John, pull into that liquor store."

I did as Amy asked.

"Roxy, this liquor store has John's favorite tequila, and the owner has it way underpriced. It should be around $65 a bottle, and he is selling it for $45. It is CasAmigo's Anejo. Here is $5, please go in and get a bottle for John." Amy said.

I looked at Amy, wondering what the hell. How did she expect her to do that with only five dollars?

Roxy looked at the five-dollar bill and then at Amy and had the same questioning look on her face.

"Come on, Roxanne, we aren't going to wait all day. Get your slutty little tight ass in there and get Sir his bottle of tequila," Amy said.

Brittney's facial expression went from questioning to devilish. "Yes, Miss, I will do whatever I have to; Roxanne doesn't want to disappoint Sir," Brittney said as she crawled out of the car, making sure to flash her pussy to Amy and me.

As soon as Brit was out of the car, I looked at Amy with a "What the hell?" look.

Amy said, "Oh, you remember when we stopped here with Molly and Jeff to get tequila a few weeks ago? The old man behind the counter started eye fucking Molly and me as soon as we got in the door. This should be interesting to see if she gets the tequila and what she has to do to get it."

I just laughed and thought my wife was entirely into this new dominant role and letting her kinky dirty mind loose.

While we sat in the car, Amy crawled upfront from the back seat. She had a wild look in her eyes.

"Babe, how about a blow job? I haven't sucked your fat cock in the car in a long time," Amy said.

Before I could answer, Amy was tugging at my belt and zipper. In a flash, she had my cock out and in her mouth.

As tired as my cock was from the past few days, and this morning, it took some time in Amy's mouth to get me fully erect.

Once, Amy had me rock hard; she looked up at me and said, "I was beginning to think you didn't like my mouth on your cock anymore, baby."

Then Amy went right back to sucking my entire seven inches of cock into her mouth and down her throat. I couldn't help but think her time alone with Jeff had gotten her over her gag reflex and not some secret Molly and Britney had told her.

I closed my eyes and was thoroughly enjoying fucking my wife's mouth. I didn't want to cum, as I could tell Amy was getting wound up the longer my hard cock stayed in her mouth.

I could feel her moaning on my cock as she sucked and licked my cock. I opened my eyes as I got close to see Amy had one hand between her legs and was frantically fingering her pussy.

I love it when she masturbates in front of me. Watching her finger herself while her hot mouth continued sliding up and down my shaft sent me through the roof, and I sent a geyser of cum into her mouth.

Amy was purring as she sucked my cock dry, not missing a drop of my sticky cum.

She was still fingering herself when she pulled her mouth off my cock. I was in heaven, having just dumped a load in my wife's mouth and watching her fingering pussy.

I looked up to see Brittney walking towards the car with not one but two bottles of tequila.

"Holy Fuck," I said a bit louder than I wanted. It caused Amy to look up and see what caused my reaction.

"I knew our little slut would get it done. I bet Roxanne fucked him; the dirty whore can't turn down a cock." Amy said.

Brit climbed in the car and got settled.

"Sir, here is your tequila. I got Miss her own bottle as well," Brittney said. She was acting the part of Roxanne; she had even adopted a bit of a southern accent as she told us what happened.

Amy, slowly rubbing her clit, said, "nice job Roxy. Now tell us what happened in there."

I noticed that Brit's white blouse was wet and sticking to her tits. Her dark nipples now entirely on display from the wet spots that are located directly on each nipple.

"Miss, Roxy entered the store looking for the tequila Sir required Roxanne to get. As soon as Roxy entered the store, she felt the older man behind the counter eye's on her. He watched Roxanne everywhere she went. Roxanne felt a bit naughty, so she bent over to get a bottle of water off the bottom shelf, and the older man got to see Roxy's pussy. She felt so naughty letting some stranger see her bare pink pussy." Brittney said.

"Oh my Roxanne, we may have to punish you twice when we get home; first, you flash your cunt to those nice old people, and now you flash your cunt to a creepy old man, my goodness," Amy said.

As turned on as I was from watching Amy finger herself and now Brit explaining how she flashed her pussy to some old guy in a liquor store, I couldn't help but giggle when Amy said, "My Goodness." She sounded like a character from some old movie.

Brittney went on, "The older man behind the counter was amiable. He asked if Roxy needed help. I told him that Roxanne needed to get a special bottle of tequila for her boyfriend, waiting in the car. The older man asked Roxy what tequila she was looking for; Roxy told him CasAmigo Anejo. He was very impressed with that and said my boyfriend has exquisite taste. He pointed to the back of the store and said it was on the top shelf. When Roxy got back there, it was too high for her to reach. Roxanne asked the older man if he could help her. The older man brought a step ladder back to where Roxy was standing for her to stand on, so she could reach the top shelf."

Amy, still slowly rubbing her clit said, "What a gentleman he was."

"Oh yes, as Roxy climbed up on the stool and reached up on her tiptoes to get the bottle, the nice man ran his hand up between Roxy's legs; he said he didn't want me to fall. Roxy grabbed the first bottle on the shelf, and he pushed his hand up so far one of his long fat fingers went right inside Roxanne's swollen cunt. Roxy was surprised, but it felt good. He had very long fat fingers. The older man began sliding his long thick finger in and out of Roxannes cunt, which was very wet. His finger got Roxy, even wetter. As he continued to finger her, he said she should grab another bottle so he could move it down on the shelf where it would be easier for customers to get. So Roxy did. He just kept sliding his finger in and out of her cunt. Roxy felt terrible letting this stranger touch her in her special place, but his fat finger felt so good inside Roxanne, she didn't want him to stop." Brittney said.

My cock was rock hard again as I listened to Brittney; she had fully embraced the Roxanne persona.

"Roxy finally told the gentleman that her boyfriend was waiting for her in the car, and she needed to get back before he got mad. So he pulled his finger out of Roxy's cunt, and when he did, Roxanne let out a moan of disappointment. The nice gentleman took the two bottles and walked Roxy back to the cash register. He rang up one bottle for her, and she put the five-dollar bill on the counter. He looked at her and said, you're a bit short Sweety. Roxy knew it was only a five-dollar bill, but she told him that her boyfriend had told her to get a fifty-dollar bill out of his wallet; she must not have been paying attention. Roxanne started to cry, saying how her boyfriend was going to be so mad at her. Was there any way he would let Roxy give him the five-dollars now, and she would come back tomorrow and pay him the rest?" Brittney said.

I chuckled at that one, fast-thinking on Brittney's part.

Brittney continued, "she asked him if there was anything she could do for him now to cover the difference? He was so nice when he saw her crying; he came out from around the counter and hugged Roxanne. As he hugged her, he took Roxanne's hand and put it inside his fly and on his penis. It took Roxanne a little bit to find it, it wasn't very big, and it was already wet and sticky."

Amy was starting to moan, and her breathing was increasing. She was working her clit harder and faster now, and with her free hand, she was slowly stroking my erection.

"The nice older man asked Roxy to take his penis out of his pants, and maybe she could give it a kiss or two," Brittney said.

Amy sat up and said, "Oh my God, Brittney, you put that old fart's cock in your mouth? I mean, Roxanne, you sucked his cock?"

"Brittney didn't suck his cock, Miss, you sent Roxanne in the store, and no, Roxanne didn't put his little pecker in her mouth either. When I walked in, one look at that old guy, and I knew all I had to do was flash him a little pussy and let him think he is taking advantage of a nice young girl, and he would be mine. He would cum way before I would ever have to suck him. I did get caught off guard when he slipped a finger in my pussy, though; I wasn't expecting that, but at least it felt good. His fingers are way bigger than his cock." she said, her demeanor had changed, and she was talking as Brittney now, no more southern accent.

Then in a blink of an eye, she switched back to Roxanne, accent and all, and continued, "Roxanne got down on her knees in front of the nice older man. She pulled his penis out and told him he was much bigger than her boyfriend. He said, please put it in your mouth and suck it. He would let Roxanne have both bottles of tequila if she did. Roxanne started stroking him. She could feel him tensing up already. Roxanne knew she could get him to cum way before she would have to suck him. Roxanne unbuttoned her shirt and let him see her perky titties and hard nipples. Then she moved in close and opened her mouth like she was going to put his little pecker in her mouth, but just pulled him close. Instead of putting him in her mouth, she rubbed his little cock head over her nipples. That set him off, and he dribbled a tiny load of cum on each of Roxannes nipples. He got very embarrassed and quickly zipped up his pants. He thanked Roxanne and told her to take the bottles so her boyfriend wouldn't be mad at her, and he hopes she comes back again soon." Brittney said in her Roxanne persona.