Iris's Pov

Travis and I couldn't stop coming up with nasty ideas on how to execute our next rush.

We'd both finally settled on an adult park where they had thick ropy swings. Because even though we were whores, we had some form of modesty not to use kids stuff.

I stood in our bedroom, prepping my face with makeup, staring at the mirror. Wearing a heavy wooly coat, thigh high boot heels and nothing else underneath.

"You sure about this, babe?" Travis asked, hands sliding under my coat to rub my bare freshly shaved cunt.

"So fucking sure, baby." I replied in a soft voice. "I want you to...