Maybe later the full horror of the situation would return to her. But now she was simply numb - numb mentally - uninterested in all the social taboos ...hat declared her behavior wrong and indecent. She only knew what she needed. Sex.It was happening. Her dark, dirty fantasy was about to come true, and she wasn't even fighting it. She hunched up slightly off the mattress and, without any help from him, slipped completely out of her housecoat. She heaved the garment aside, letting it sail to the. Roger fought to escape the mindless searching that they inflicted upon him, determined to once again find that state of catatonic indifference that gave him relief from the memories, from the frustrations, from the realization of the truth of his failures, and from life.And so, on this cold, miserable, and rainy day, Roger jumped when there was an unexpected knock on his door. He feared that the public health people might have returned, bound and determined to torture him some more. He felt the. What?”“Can I keep your bra for a souvenir?”“You kinky little bastard,” she said with a wry smile. “Sure, why not. That fuck you gave me earlier was worth a thousand bras.” A thought seemed to quickly cross her mind. “If I let you have it, will you fuck me one more time tonight?” There was a definite note of need in her voice as she looked at me with questioning eyes.“Sure, I can do that. How about if we make it a nice long one,” I said as I wrapped my hand around my swelling cock and gave it a. Ooooohhh, suck me hard. I am, ugh... I'm ahhh. Oh, oh, Eeeeeee."She then pushed my face into her tits and strained her hips upward, as the orgasm that burst through her. With her still wanking my now spunk bursting cock, she said; ‘Robert sweetheart, cum all over my lovely titties please’.I stood up and after a couple of strokes, I shot three wads of cum – two on her tits and one in her open mouth, which she swallowed without a blink of an eye. I am very pleased that Caroline now seems.