I had a desire to even the score, but it soon turned into a need for sex. Guilt-free, no-holds barred, hot revenge sex! I was lost in the sensation of...being wanted and desired by these men. I needed to prove that my cheating husband's affair did not mean I was any less desirable to men. Proof came quickly when I felt an enormous hard-on between my now-naked breasts! Until now I had my eyes closed as I basked in the pleasure of being the object of the men's lustful attention. My eyes flashed. My breathing became frantic, and suddenly my orgasm just smashed into me, knocking me into the next week. Well, not really. But after I came, and he knew damn well that I had, he began rubbing his dick against my panty-covered sopping wet pussy and got himself off by pounding against my pubic bone.Having gotten off so sweetly I didn’t mind that I still had my cherry. I knew one thing for certain. I loved sex.We didn’t stop there, of course. “I want to come with you, Deidre,” he begged one night. Site-to-site transportation was much easier, and in a flash John was standing next to her. Candace had taken the time to throw on her thin robe in an attempt at modesty, though it did nothing to hide her fabulous naked body. She had to fight the urges to rub herself against her master and crawl into his arms, the needs of her daughter came first. She didn’t need to tell John where to find April. He strolled past her and found April sitting on the bed, her head in her hands, trembling and softly. Emma recoils a little, not so much from being touched as from Dennis’s somewhat pungent odour – driving all the way from London to Leeds with a Doberman in the backseat isn’t the best thing for a fat man in his fifties... Then he’s out of the way again and Emma is peeling her briefs off, slipping them down her thick thighs, and stepping out of them. Dennis suggests she let us see what Casanova has to work with and Emma turns away from the camera and bends forward, sticking her arse out toward.