Thomas, what's gotten into you? she wondered. He was long past the point he usually came. Not that she wanted him to stop, this night had become the b...st sex of their entire marriage. "Oh Thomas," she cried. "Fuck me, fuck my pussy with that big cock." Beth hoped he wouldn't be disgusted with her dirty talk. This night was more like fucking then making love. His response was to pound her even harder.Beth had several little orgasms as her husband fucked her pussy hard for another ten minutes.. She ponders how much gossip she is creating now, but just laughs, shrugs her shoulders and realizes she does not care.With food to nibble at, drinks to sip, and both undressed, they lie on Emma’s parents' bed, where it just seemed right to read this next portion of the diary. May 6, 1974The last four days have had my head spinning. After the night with Susan and learning the other side of things I knew I would need that in my life now too. We both did but knew we must keep it such a secret from. After mass one Sunday she was walking up to the priest and saw John talking to him. Not wanting him to see her — though not sure why — she whirled and went out the side door. As she reached it she turned and saw John looking at her... she froze a minute staring at him then rushed on to the rectory.One morning as she was sweeping between the pews Monsignor O'Brien — a retired Irish priest that helped out with some of the masses -stopped and talked to her. They sat down on one of the pews and had. "Was it Denise?"I laughed. "There have been...a few ladies to do that for me." But you just asked them, right? You said, 'hey, I want to fuck you in a schoolgirl uniform.'"I tried to play it off for the briefest of moments and then decided, fuck it, we've gone this far down the rabbit hole. I nodded."What else?" Geez, do you want every filthy thing I've done?" Well. No, but..."I wanted to laugh but this time I kept it inside. I could see that the conversation was embarrassing her, but she.