She wanted to slap him and kiss and fuck him at the same time.“Dammit,” Natasha said to herself, while Billy Bob grunted away at her. Apparently, ...he bitch was even more of a fuckaholic than she was! Which meant she must have been completely insane and wanted to be on a bed with her legs spread twenty-four hours a day. Jesus, Natasha thought to herself, how could ANYONE want to fuck more than I do!After her next cum, she got up and checked her phone for texts or voice messages. There was one. . I was in love....This lustful feeling was mine forever,,..My boyfriend was drafted and sent off to Viet Nam..I was devastated.. Would I ever see him again?Many days and nights were spent thinking about that afternoon, the afternoon of lovemaking and lust...My loneliness grew and masturbation was just placating me, but I needed to touch another and be touched.I had not heard from my boyfriend in months and so I moved on...I wanted to give another blow job.. a really good blow job..I had met. This now became my new favourite thing and I was eager to offer it at every opportunity. I was ready for fucking and desperately wanted to feel him inside me. He was badgering me to ‘just put it in’ for a while. I asked him to get condoms. He wasn’t sure how, and said he’d be embarrassed to try and buy them. They didn’t come from vending machines or supermarkets twenty-seven years ago and were pharmacy supply only. He promised that he would get some. Two days later, he produced a ribbon of. Slowly, she let her hand slide up his length to the tip then back down to the base where she opened her hand so she was only circling James’s dick with her thumb and forefinger. Rachel wanted to take her time with this and make James’s orgasm as big as she could. She started slowly, licking all around the purple head while watching her man’s face as he watched her, his lust and love burning in his eyes. Little by little, she lowered her mouth over the fat cock before her, flicking her tongue.