In my first life.Grace was 'learning how to catch a successful husband ... it is her place in life to be married, be a homemaker and have children.'Af...er she catches one ... using her feminine arts ... and has children (not child ... children) she can let herself go to fat, put pink curlers in her hair, 'green' stuff on her face or smear Ponds all over herself 'because she will have performed her DUTY to God and Country ... she has perpetuated the human race and no longer has the need for sex.'. ’ Ashleigh closed her eyes as the intensity of the fuck began to permeate her entire being. Faster and harder she pushed the dildo into herself, pulling it out almost to the tip before reinserting it. Her other hand was furiously rubbing her clit, pushing her to a strong climax. Her breath came in short bursts as she concentrated all of her efforts on reaching the impending climax. She tensed one last time, held her breath, then moaned loudly as waves of ecstasy washed over her body. Her body. The room was centered by a large king sized bed, strewn with colorful cushions and a quilt to contrast a crisp white duvet. I walked over to the window as he came up behind me and put his hands around my waist. “A beautiful view, but not nearly as beautiful as you.” I smirked; this was coming from a flipping male model. I turned around and looked him in his big blue eyes. I was glad I got to do this with someone so sweet and handsome. He pulled me closer to him as our hips aligned, and used his. And her anal passage was burning from the stretching and pounding it had taken. But, even with the aches and pains, Sue felt wonderful; she felt loved. The arms of the man she loved were around her, holding her, warming her, loving her. She had been given courage to try something so far outside of her normal, shy, persona that she still was in awe that little old Susie Shi had been able to even say the words, much less complete the actions. And the actions had felt so wonderful, so loving, that.