"Honey I'm home, you miss me" she asked."Oh hell yeah, I have missed you and it was real rough with all the video I watched and being locked up, I rea...ly have been wanting some release so that I can feel better. Any chance of me getting any pussy" I asked as Doug walked in the door."Hell guy, I bet that she is sore from all the fucking we did, I think that I got in her pussy about 10 times, her ass 4 or 5 times and hell she gave me so many blow jobs that I lost track of them. If she wants to. I certainly knew very little about female anatomy, then or now, but I wanted to see how her torn body had healed, if she had healed, to look at her scars. I touched the puckered cicatrix deep between her legs while she covered her face with her forearm and slowed her breathing. I had her raise her leg and turn it out, exposing the insides of her soft, pink lips. I explored her curly, gold hair with my fingers and found a narrow, tight-closed slit buried in her curls, a fold where I expected to. She took off her damp clothing, hanging her anorak, her jeans, and her flannel shirt on pegs in the roof beams, then spreading out her socks and underwear, hoping they might dry. She washed as well as she could. Gwenneth looked at her tuft of pubic hair, reddish, like the hair on her head. She cupped each breast in her hand, hoping they might have grown a little fuller, more womanly. She took from her pack an old-fashioned flannel nightshirt and dropped it over her head. It was just the thing. Oh..Godddddd! Yessss...yessss!”Her little hands were tearing at my hair, trying to pull me tighter to her cunt. As soon as she began to subside, I was to the point I couldn’t even think straight. I stood, sank my 6-1/2” fat cock into her tight puss and started humping. I was already so excited, my balls started constricting in just over a minute. By that time, however, Kitty was literally screaming with another round of orgasms. “OH SHIT, DON!! SHIT, SHIT, SHIT! OH GOD! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK.