The moon was beginning to set and so it was getting darker. Famished asI was, the most important task I faced at that moment was getting tosafety.Whic... way to go?I had no idea. Even in the best of times, my sense of direction wasrather poor. Under these conditions, there was really no direction thatinspired me. It would make just as much sense to spin round a few timesand go forth from wherever I stopped spinning. In the end, that isprecisely what I did.Of course, if one is dizzy to begin with,. He closed the door, locking it, before getting into his car and driving off to work. I looked at the time trying to figure out how long I had to be out and still get all my chores done and be home in time to cook dinner. I rushed through my chores of making the bed, cleaning our toys from the night before, and tidying the house. When all that was done, I got dressed in my usual manner. Sheer thong panties that barely cover my hairless pussy, a pencil skirt with a slit half way up my thigh, my. She seemed upset. Was it supposed to have been a one time thing? I stood there for a few minutes, wondering. Resorting to my normal response in the face of confusion, I walked upstairs to my bedroom to put on some Marvin Gaye. As I passed by her bedroom, I noticed a Walgreens bag on her bed. She was still in the shower, so I decided to have a peek. I pulled a box of condoms out of the bag. Was she sexually active? This was the first hint I had ever gotten. But then I noticed it read,. But being called a slut during sex seemed right. So I went along with it. “Fuck yes, just like that fuck me like the little slut I am!” I screamed out. “Mmmmm I love it when you talk dirty Sam.” John said continuing to pound my pussy. John's pace started quickening as he used his right to grab my hair, pull my head back, nearly standing me straight up as, and used it to thrust right into my cervix. I felt his cock twitch as he exploded right up into my womb for the second time tonight. "Ohhhhh.