I got dressed for work and headed off to my job. I was sitting at my terminal and felt a slight itch on my scalp. I reached up and scratched it a tho...ght I felt alot more hair than before there. I rushed to the restroom and looked at my head. Well there was something odd about my face and hair that I just couldn't figure out. It looked like my hair was changing color. I was a light brown, almost blonde, color this morning and now it looked darker. I just figured it was due to the thickness. Again she let out a shriek ooooeeee maa…. Aaah….unnnncl……and then she let loose the f word….. saying Oh fuckkk …Oh, fuckkkk …fuckkk repeatedly, as I penetrated her a little deeper with each hard and fast thrust. Her cunt was like a well-greased vice around my dick. I felt so good that I got the feeling my dick was getting thicker and thicker. Strangely, with every thrust, as Reshma said fuckkk and seemed to be in some pain, I was getting even more horny and merciless. I had gripped her hips. “Stand up.”I stood. He walked around the table, pulled the belt loose from my robe, and split the robe open, revealing my naked body. He reached up and gently kneaded my right tit, then ran his hand down between my legs, and rubbed my pussy with the edge of his hand. “I’ll make it up to you tonight. You’ll enjoy it.”I nestled in closer. “That’s what I meant when I said I’d be thinking about something…interesting.” And I pushed my pussy harder into his hand, then kissed him, opening my mouth.He. His thick girth strengthened the pleasure. She was filling up with men’s discharges. Her cunt was getting fuller and fuller. She was feeling sluttier and sluttier.As he withdraws, spunk spills from the once tight pussy. It falls between her legs. She scoops it up with her fingers. From three different men she thought. All inside me. How many women have that inside? She felt like a real slut. She was proud of status. As he withdrew, a long thread his juice stretched between their genitals before.