A low moan of pleasure escaped my lips as my fingers slid into the sensitive interior of my horny brown haired pussy. Then I gasped and panted, using ...ne hand to balance myself on the rim of the tub, as I hunched my hips and fucked my fingers.I plunged my fingers in and out of my snatch for a long time. Although I spent twenty minutes in the bathroom performing a continual act of masturbation I couldn’t make myself cum. My pussy boiled with ever increasing heat, hot cream bubbling over to spill. Without my glasses even those street lights are bright enough to cause me pain."The field next to the ground was being used as an overspill car park. Even that was full, but Nicole's car was small enough for her to sneak it into a space beneath a gnarled old oak."I suppose you see enough rare conditions every day," Nicole said. "Dr Pratchett says you're wonderful with the children at the hospital." He does?" Terry said. "I just try and make things fun for them. It's heart-wrenching some of the. Too long. But now he has come at last to fulfil the destiny we had both started so very long ago.My being begins a small quivering response to his proximity. A beat that grows heavier and almost physical until I can feel it expanding and contracting throughout me. A bird trying to escape. A touch. A soft, tender, touch."Michael?" my mind whispers. A small nervous caress of two beings."Yes, shush!"I fall silent knowing that his request is more than a command. It is a matter of life or damnation. Grunting as he came, John's testes delivered his seed into Eve for the umpteenth time over the past three days. Sweat dripped from his brow onto silk sheets: a wonderful woman, a good woman for any man. Although it needed help, John knew Tim and Eve's marriage was fixable. Between couplings with Eve, they talked about the four types of marriage that might apply to her and Tim: independent, co-dependent, family, and public. They also talked about the degrees of fidelity, loyalty, and sexual.