He came for sex and he boned me hard, but couldn’t stay because he had to get home to his wife. When he left, I figured that would be the end of my ...ay, and it would go down in my diary as a good day. Little did I know, my day wasn’t over yet!Thirty minutes after Cole left, I was still lying naked on my bed, looking up at the ceiling and basking in the afterglow with a big smile on my face. My pussy was still gaping from Cole’s hard pounding, and his semen was still leaking from my vagina. I. She decided she needed a good fuck, not the kind her husband gave her, but a good fuck.It was a week after the wedding when she noticed Joan Wagner's coat hanging in their front closet. "Oh, dear, she must have left that here the day of the wedding." She took the coat from the hanger and went into the front room where Peter was sprawled on the floor in front of the television. "Would you mind running this over to Joan's, honey?" Aw, hell, Mom, I'm watching TV," Peter whined."Don't talk ugly,. I’m not sure I won’t also laugh at Trudy, even though she does look mostly like a little girl who just started puberty.”For the rest of the week Paula kept remembering more things as she worked with the brain damage therapists. Steve told me that she was doing great. They had already gotten her to the equivalent of a first grader for many things. Some things came back to her easily, others didn’t. Oddly, she could get long, multisyllabic words when reading without any trouble, but not the sight. “Clean my fingers, Lena, and get a taste of Lucie's pussy, as an appetizer," said Chris smiling and continued, "You are learning extremely fast, Lena, but you still disappointed me with a choice of your underwear and when you stopped turning before I commanded. You will be punished for that.“Chris started spanking Lena with the riding crop, at first slowly, changing the landing area, warming her up. Then he gradually started spanking her harder, often hitting exactly the same spot a few times,.