So being the nasty slut that I am all I can think about is how full my cunt is and how wonderful it feels. At this time I start using my trusty little...vibrator on my clit while the husband concentrates on shoving his fingers inside of me. I moan and tell him how fucking good it feels. It is so nasty having 4 fingers in your pussy that it makes me all the hotter. After what seems like a long time, but I am sure it was just minutes he asks me if I feel full. Oh hell yes I feel full and it feels. ’ It was around this time when it dawned on Erin that her father said the accident was Randy’s fault. Erin looked at her brother-in-law and was filled with a blind rage. Not at him, though. But rather, at herself. If she hadn’t been fucking James and if she hadn’t been taunting Randy, none of this would have happened. It was her fault. Not Randy’s. James was dead because of her. Erin could taste the bitterness of bile that rested at the back of her mouth. Erin didn’t pay much attention to. Josh led them along the trail and continued until just before dusk; by riding from sun up to sun down now they would get to Fountain early the next day.At midday they rode into Fountain and after watering their horses they hitched them in front of the store and all three headed inside. Josh stepped through the door, moved to the side, pulling Jerry with him and stopped; Red stepped to the other side of the door. Josh and Red both made a habit of scouting any area they entered; being aware of. I’d had a visitor earlier, had been well fucked and was loaded with cum. I was leaking a little so he had no problem penetrating me with his finger. I was also still relaxed and opened-up a little from the previous and very hard fucking I’d had. I reached down and rubbed his crotch…yes, he had the beginnings of an erection and, from what I felt, it was a pretty nice one.He then made it obvious that he wanted to go to my room. I agreed and he followed me back.I sat on the bed, got his cock out,.