And she was warm, too.But why wouldn't she be warm? I could tell even before I dared to peek through my eyelids that the amount of light in my room me...nt that it must be close to noon, probably a little later, and I had been sleeping in the sunlight under my favorite "binky" for several hours..."Nice try," I thought to myself grinning and pulling again--harder--on my right nipple before reaching for the left one as well. "Binky has nothing to do with why this nasty little cunt is so fucking hot. And there were two activities for which she gladly joined me. We spent a day at the flea market merrily shopping. We also spent part of another day at the Outlets, although I'm pretty sure it wasn't my idea.Mostly, though, I gave in on small things too unimportant to remember.I do remember discussions about clothing and about my hair because they had a similar theme and a familiar pattern."You need a haircut." It's not bad. I can go for a few more weeks." We have a party this weekend." And?". I had a first orgasm as he licked my swollen clit. That bastard was as good as my own husband licking my pussy...He sucked and licked a bit more, making me shiver with pleasure. Then he suddenly put his dick onto my pussy lips. I felt it was thick and it was very hard. I asked him to suck it; but I heard him laugh…He slid that hard cock head onto my wet pussy lips, over and over; making me to yell and beg him to stop teasing and fuck me hard.The man laughed again and suddenly he thrust his. She ran upstairs without even thinking. Had the silly bitch never learned about safety precautions? I knew I had to be quick and sprinted up the stairs behind her. She was doing a u turn as I stopped her in the doorway. "What’s going on you sick bastard?" "Ah you’ve found my toys" was all I could think of to say. She tried to push past me but lost her balance giving me the advantage. I pushed her. She staggered back against the bed and I pounced pushing her right back onto it. I punched her in.