I think that maybe we need some space.After that, I found myself drowning my sorrows alone in a bar. This is weird for me since I usually don't drink....I wasn't alone for long when my worst enemy Becca sat next to me. I was expecting one of our usual cat fights, but there is no way that I could have expected what really happened. Becca was looking for a friend because her parents were getting a divorce so she chose me to spill her guts to. It turns out, there were several incidents of neglect. You wake up with a burning erection from dreams of Rose. Ann was sleeping fitfully, so you close your eyes to try and fall back into the dreams, but it’s no good. You roll onto your side. You touch Ann’s bare shoulder, the curve of her hip, and with the other hand brush the underside of your cock. It feels really good, but Ann’s not stirring. Sitting up, you let the sheet fall off your naked body. You rub the sleep from your eyes and look around the unfamiliar room. The sun is just up between. I had discovered self-pleasure as a teenager and I will admit to giving in to that temptation often as I grew up. However, nothing ever felt as wonderful as this! Allowing my husband to touch me so intimately and bring me to climax made me feel so sexy. I didn’t even try to hold back as I cried out in pleasure and writhed beneath him. As my head began to slowly clear, I felt Jack move into position over me. Any thoughts of not wanting to make love again so soon after our first time were. I reached for his jeans and pulled open the buttons. He pushed his jeans and boxers down, his thick black cock already half hard. He took it into his hand and began to rub it up and down my pussy lips, pausing every now and then to tease my pink, wet hole."Please, fuck me?" Guide me in with your left hand Mrs Wilcock."I reached for his cock, my wedding ring shining as I grasped his thick, black cock. I held the thick head of his cock at my pussy and held it there as he slowly pushed it into my.