When it was, we all sat down to our empty plates. Gathered in the middle of the table was the tableau of lunch. Half a loaf of sliced white bread, the...twist-tie at the neck of its bag coyly undone, the first few slices fallen flat in invitation. Jars of peanut butter and jam and mayonnaise and mustard, one knife on the table, a package of bologna with the plastic back peeled back and half the slices already missing. Towering above the whole was a virgin bag of a particular off- brand of potato. He ground his fingers against me feeling how wet I already was, his fingers were still pressed against the soft lace fabric.Pulling his mouth away from my erect nipples he moaned, “God your cunt is so wet already”. I didn’t tell him that I had already had my husband in me that day and that’s why I was dripping. His mouth worked lower onto my body and wondered if he’d taste my husband in me. I told him that my husband had cum inside me already today. To my surprise he continued to work downwards. That was it, I was truly alone for the night. This was the first time I was alone around this time and I didn’t know what to do with myself. I finally decided that if I kept myself busy, I wouldn’t think of James so I pulled myself up, turned on some Christmas music, and prepped the kitchen to make cookies. As I was pulling out ingredients, the first song that played off my iPod was Wrapped In Red by Kelly Clarkson. Rolling my eyes, I thought ‘of course…this is going to be a long night’. Trying. You work very hard and youare entitled to your pleasure," says Pinky."Spread your legs a little bit Jezie, we are going to do a little trickthat good Catholic girls have been doing for centuries so they can keeptheir lover happy and still be chaste and pure for marriage. Also womenof the evening could keep working on their heavy flow days. Impi spreada bunch of lube in between hir upper thighs and around hir taint."Impi slathers a glob of lube all around my thighs and my crotch."Let's do all.