"Please let me cum. Shock me. Change my collar. Please Amy. Please Roy. Please let me cum. I'm such a slut. Shock my fuckhandles. Shock my slut...ole. Please hurt me. Please fuck me. Please." She only understood what she was saying when she heard Amy laughing - a high-pitched, cruel laugh, a laugh that made Laura feel stupid and small. She knew why Amy was laughing - Laura was saying a stupid, slutty thing. She was thinking with her twat like a stupid lesbian cow. But she couldn't. Lakin ek din garmi se bechain hokar usne rat ko apni sari or blouse khol kar so gaye.ye silsila ab roz hi hota tha.ek din rat ko sote waqt achanak mera dhyan unki or gaya to meri aankhe phate ki phate hi rah gaie.unka paticot upar pet par tha.mai nagdik jakar unke gand ko dekhne laga dekhte dhekte mera lund tankar 8″ka ho gaya mujhse raha nahi ja raha tha.mai unke gand ko sungne laga wo soe hi rahi uske bad maine unki gand ko chana suru kar diya.wo achanak se jagkar bath gaie.maine himmat karke. The fires are being stoked. I don't know about Bert, though.Oh, yeah. His body goes completely rigid. I feel him swell inside me. Then he TRIES to move, makes a couple of little thrusts. Completely rigid again."I love you, Bert..."No response.Run my fingers through his short hair.No response.At least I can feel him breathing, so he's still alive.I watch the face of my husband. Yes, he is my husband. For real. I feel the evidence leaking out of me.His eyelids flutter. I kiss him."Baby, are you. There was only one outlet for it and I enjoyed it immensely.Older sexually confident women were my best friends. Women who were not afraid to discuss quite frankly what they liked and what turned them on. Sometimes I would read a message, occasionally I enjoyed live chats, the site offered the opportunity for both. My confidence grew and grew and I felt comfortable asking questions about the most intimate matters.Off the site, I had discovered an old colleague who after she lost her job had.