She was awash in her own juices. "No one is home to hear," she thought, and reached over to the bottom drawer of her bedside table to pull out her bat...ery operated vibrator. It hadn’t been used in months, only when Jack was on an extended trip, but tonight she needed it, badly. She held the buzzing pink egg in her hand, and slowly slid it down across her belly to her crotch. Holding it still in one perfect spot, she let the waves of pleasure sweep over her, until the pink cloud in her mind. He rolled me over and once again placed himself between my legs. "no. up against the wall" I demanded he smiled again as he thrust into me, I thought he was ignoring my wish but then I felt his hands beneath me, one on my ass and the other on my back, he effortlessly hoisted me up as he stood up and pressed my back against the wall whilst not removing his penis from me. I wrapped my legs and arms around him and he moved both his hands to my ass where they helped support me and stimulated me. I slip on my fleecy dressing gown and run to the lavatory else I'll be late. I hastily throw it off and turn on the shower. It takes just seconds for the water to heat up, but it feels dead nice when I step in the small cream-colored cubicle. The warm stream of water softened my nipples and I rubbed my delicate hands over my generous 34C breasts. I've always been proud of my breasts. I wore low cut blouses and jumpers; older men and teenage boys ogled my chest. I had loved that fiery, wolfish. I ran smack into Lisa, knocking her down. What the hell? I said, looking at Lisa panting on the ground. Lisa was looking at me too, but her eyes were fixed on my open robe and my cock hanging down. What are you doing here? I asked her, closing my robe. I-I…I mean…I.. was all she could muster. Spit it out. I said, leading her back towards the kitchen door. I was curious. She said meekly. I sorta knew you were swingers, and you brought someone home. She went on to tell me how she had snuck.