Something was missing in life. I don’t know. I start watching porn. Then I realize I was missing my sex life. It was almost a year now. I was having...wet dreams as if I am being gang-banged by complete strangers (maybe influenced by porns I watched before sleep).My friend Anu noticed I am always restless. She kind of understands it, but also know that I am not ready for next relationship. I take the train to office and without me realising I am enjoying being touched in train by a pervert. He. "You are right they do look alike." All I could respond with was another moan. I was getting turned on. Ilooked at her in the eyes while we held each other and somehow the twenty years vanished. Then our lips were finally reunited. I guess those that don't learn from the past are condemned to repeat it. Carole broke our embrace and went over to her suitcase. She pulled out a strap on dilido. "Do you want to do it one more time for old times sake?" "No, if I had wanted to do it like. I was pissed in more than one way, booze and not having some meat to play with. She did not even have a b*****r I could jump, and why? Well she drank too much, mixing her drinks and was in such a state, she needed to go home I with her. As I had stayed there many times I knew the layout of the house, so once indoors she was up the stairs and into bed. I stripped her off to her undies and even left her stockings on, but ripped her knickers off as sl**ping with your panties is not healthy. Making. I rubbed my clit through my thong, imagining it being his hand and I almost cummed on the spot. He got me so horny and he wasn’t even here. I opened another story to start reading when I tore my shorts off. My hand flung to my thong and I ripped it off roughly. My pussy was going to explode any minute and I wanted to get my fingers in there before my juices sprung out. I threw my ripped thong on the floor and shoved two fingers in my dripping pussy. My mind was racing with thoughts of my.