It was beautiful to her and she knew that it did some magical things for her and for her lovers. As her mind wandered off to what David’s cock would...feel like, she slipped two of her fingers inside. Her warm pussy enveloped her fingers, making her moan out in pleasure. She grew wetter as her mind flicked through images of David throwing her on her bed, holding her down as he had her way with her. Faster and faster her fingers went, slipping in and out of her dripping cunt, until she could feel. I think he was too sleepy to care.She was out cold, sleeping so deeply that she didn't respond to her name or my touch. I pulled her shoes off and let one hand slide up and down that strong silky calf. Honor battled with pure lust in me as I tried to decide where the line was between making her comfortable and making myself cum. I kept telling myself that if I just took the dress off of her, she'd sleep more comfortably. That seemed contrary to the fact that she was already peacefully. Then you lean over and whisper, “You can cum now.” Overcome with lust I start to thrust into you hard. You push down hard with each thrust, smile and say, “Yeah Baby, shoot your load up inside me. Let me feel your hot cum fill me. Cum inside my pussy Baby!” With that I explode inside you. It feels like I’m never going to stop cumming as I keep pumping shot after shot inside of you. You bend over, kissing my chest, neck and cheeks while the last of my cum leaks into you. You slide off of. " And she was right because I gave up my cherry to my 28 year old husband John on our honeymoon the day I turned 18. Funny thing is mom never mentioned how much kinkier rich men were than poor ones as John was more a watcher than a fucker it turned out. Hell, just the idea of me doing it with other cocks made him hard as a rock, and he was kind enough to explain it all to me during our honeymoon, too."You want to do what?!" I gasped as he brought me to the umpteenth multiple orgasm on the third.