I was a sex-mad young Southern girl when I met Will and I guess, if anything, my desire and hunger for sex has done little but grow each year. There a...e lots of husbands who complain that they don't get much sex after a few years of marriage but I'm sure Will doesn't complain of that. No, if anything, it's me who does the asking most of the time.I'm now thirty-seven and my pussy constantly reminds me that it's empty, there's a hunger inside me that is unrelenting, just always giving me the itch. "Oh. So you are not haunted by visions of Dana and her lover in bed?" Mike asked as he lobbed his verbal grenade.Dana's grip loosened in Ray's hand. She wanted to pull away. She wanted to hide her hand in her lap. Ray tightened his grip and then gave her hand three reassuring squeezes."Not haunted. The anger isn't always there standing at attention anymore. Sometimes I'll see something, or think of something and the memories will come rushing back to me. And I'll feel the rage build. I know. Maine bola ki main tension nahi le raha. Par use lag raha tha ki main okay nahi hu. Woh bar bar hug kiye jaa rahi thi. Fir woh boli ki bata, tujhe kya chahiye? Maine bola ki thodi der mujhe tight hug kiye reh. Woh thoda sharma gayi par fir mujhse gale lag gayi.Approx 5 minutes woh tightly hug ki. Fir jab woh chhodi, pata nahi mere dimag mein kya aaya. Maine uske hoth pe apna hoth rakh diya aur chhota sa kiss kar diya. Woh kuch boli nahi par woh kiss ka response nahi di. Awkward sa mahaul ban. She planted a deep kiss, our tongues playfully exploring each other. I could still taste the salty cum of mine on her tongue. Sneha was behind me and started to unbutton my shirt. Every time I tried to say something one of them would shush me, or fill it with their tongues.Ashna rose me, my cock was already started to harden again. She grabbed my hands and pulled me too my feet. Sneha moved behind me and pulled off my shirt. She pressed her erected nipples into my back as her hands reached.