Her friends were always whispering in her ear about how I was not good enough for her or how great sex was not the basis for a real relationship. I h...d purchased a ring but was never man enough to give it to her. In the end she just said “I hope you get what you deserve.” So there I was, sitting at the bar with a glass of cheap whiskey. I caught a glimpse of the bottle the bartender poured from. It said “Military Special.” It was awful but when the glass was empty I asked for another. After. I felt the thick tip touch my waiting pussy lips, as I impaled myself on that tremendous hard on.I let my weight go down until I felt the tip hitting deep inside me. His strong hands reached for my boobs, cupping them, making my nipples get hard between his fingers. He gently squeezed them…I started riding his cock back and forth; my hands resting on his shoulders as my legs lifted me to the tip and back inside again.After a wild riding, I felt he was coming deep into my hungry cunt.He smiled. I always sleep like that.’ Lizzie was always taught that it was the proper thing to do, and sometimes when her bra would cut into her shoulder in the middle of the night or her underwear would be too tight, she still did what she was told to. ‘Well, try something new. Take ’em off!’ They both giggled as Lizzie took off her pajamas and started unhooking her bra. As soon as she did, she exposed her firm, round breasts to Miranda. Next, she pulled down her thong, with her soft shaven pussy towards. She just liked to get lost and not be bothered for a while.Katherine was quite miserable in her life. She missed working and instead cared for her three children and her husband. She had an infant, a toddler and a preschooler. She was tired of playing games and washing clothes, cooking and caring for her family.Her husband worked for himself and was always away at business meetings. Katherine sometimes wondered if he was banging his secretary. She was often alone and caring for her.