After a good hair pull and a hard bite to the back of my neck, I was one bend forward away from his cock sliding in from behind. ‘Utah,’ I stutter...d, gasping for air, ‘I need to cum.’ Utah pushed his cock in between my thighs. It was almost too much to resist. ‘No,’ I said breaking away from his hold. ‘You can watch me make myself cum.’ My hand went down to explore my smooth, saturated pussy. ‘I don’t know if I’ve ever been this wet,’ I pondered out loud. Utah had his cock in his hand. ‘You. I sat down, stared at her huge belly and asked, "So — you were pregnant by him before you left our marriage?"She smiled sadly and nodded. She rubbed her abdomen and said, "I still love you. I went to him because we were in such bad shape, but I never stopped loving you. Even when we fought so much at the end."I held up my hand and rebutted, "Loved me? You fucked that guy for almost a year before our marriage died and you walked out. You went to him night after night. You used drugs with him and. But it helped. I would turn it on and sit in bed, holding the warm, purring casing in my arms, waiting for that comfortingly familiar climax. I know that it's not a solution, but it took the edge off the pain, for a while.When it broke, everything fell apart again. Last night, I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, and couldn't even masturbate without thinking about her. It was horrible. The only thing that had offered any respite was that vacuum cleaner, and now that's gone, too. Without that. Spied on each others moms and sisters. Circle jerked. Looked at magazines. I was on a trip with my parents and sister. We were staying at this fancy hotel. I would sneak out of the room and go run around the hotel in the middle of the night while everyone else slept. This night there was a huge party downstairs, someone got married. As I walked down the hall, I could hear everyone fucking in their rooms. This made me more horny. My friends had told me that I could tape a mirror on my shoe and.