He kept hinting that he had needs. "NO." I said staring into the webcam. I was shaking. I wanted to keep him, but to do that would mean to give him so...e kind of free freak show that I didn't want to do. We argued on skype and it was over. I went outside turned the A.C. on in my car and I was shaking. I was very upset. I had lost someone I loved months ago. My marriage was comfortable, but my husband just didn't treat me the way I wanted or needed. Could I get naked on the webcam again? Could I. First two and then three naughty fingers glided into teasing my G-spot.Whoever this was, his fingers knew exactly what to do. I began to moan and getting hotter. I felt another orgasm was growing in me.Those fingers gave another two intense orgasms and I had to bit my lips to prevent yelling like a bitch in heat. The match now was going in fair play and I could not afford to scream dirty words…Suddenly all those fingers slipped out from my soaking cunt; leaving me empty but yet fulfilled. I. ”“Well, could you give me some sort of clue, your name at least?”“Aha,” he flashed a toothy grin and shook his head, “I’m the one with no name, and yet I have many. Yahweh, Aten, Jehovah, Odin, Zeus, Juno, Brahmin, and many more; it all depends on where you come from. I remember for a period of time back in the eighteenth century, some were calling me the Great Architect. I always liked that one.”“Here we go,” Wilson lowered his head and shook it slowly. “Why me? All I wanted was a couple of. He nudged her thighs apart and eased gently inside her, gratified to hear her soft sigh of pleasure as he carefully stroked further into her, conscious that she was likely still sore. ‘You and I both know you were a virgin, Sarah.’ He trailed nibbling kisses along her neck, gripping her waist to hold her still for his languid thrusts. ‘You can’t possibly be married.’ Sarah was finding it hard to concentrate when he was penetrating her to a slow, steady rhythm. His lovemaking was once again.