His mum couldn't even be bothered to get the other bed made. How could Pam stand to share the same bed as his mum?Nonetheless, there was something abo...t these shared arrangements that troubled him, along with those late-night titters and the strangely noisy headboard, though he had no very good idea as to what it might mean. You just couldn't hope to understand women.His disconcertment grew, but in a quite different direction, when one night he encountered Pam naked in the bathroom. He'd drunk. The tingling pain of being split so wide slowly receded, as my wet cunt relaxed and again I felt another wild orgasm starting to flow through my whole body. Applying more pressure, I worked more of this thing inside me, making my cunt to expand as it gripped the dildo tightly. Pushing and pulling slowly, I started to ride the rubber toy, taking the whole length of eleven inches deeply into my womb.I grunted loud as my body began to wreck with a painful climax.I felt my pussy finally relaxed and. ...... I look at my watch and subside – no it’s alright, it is early yet. My heart slows and I go out into the garden, picking a single red rose.......................................I sleep fitfully in the unfamiliar bed, comfortable as it is, and I dream. I dream of Marco, his dark eyes captivating me as he steps out from behind the reception desk, chest bare, to take my hand and kiss it, to put his other hand on my waist and dance to the soft music that is always playing in the lobby. He. It was a hectic period in my life and I went through a lot of panties and thongs testing various sized cocks for fit and stamina.Then I met Andre who was neither married nor quite a bachelor since he lived with two girls who made their living in escort work. They were both nice girls and would have been horrified to be accused of prostitution despite the fact they had a fixed price list for every kinky act imaginable. After a few glasses of delicious Chianti, they shared the price list with me.