Alina: Just know it’s yours if you want it.Without warning, I insert my dick in her vagina again. It slides effortlessly past her pussy lips, gliste...ing with her juices. Alina’s moans and cries increase as I fuck her very hard from behind. My balls slapping against the upper part of her cunt.Alina: You’re in so deep. Fuck. Yes.Her hoarse words encourage me to pound her even harder as if trying to insert my cock all the way to the root. I forced Alina’s upper body towards me by pulling her hair.. The doctors tried to keep me on sleeping pills, but I rebelled. Since I managed to function on a few hours sleep, they let me go my own way. So I had about four hours sleep each night until Friday evening came around.I saw the older pickup truck pull down the private farm road. The truck pulled into the campground. When it stopped two woman got out. They walked toward my gate.“The thirty something woman I recognized as Marcy shouted, “Hello inside.”I walked out. I even kept my leg on for them.. I took the hint. I turned on the TV and after about two hours I heard the click of our bedroom door. I stayed seated to see what was up. Thomas came in completely dressed. He shook my hand and said thank you for a nice evening. He left. I turned the TV off and turned off all the lights. I got undressed and eased into our bed. My wife was asleep and still wearing her stockings. I ran my hand very carefully up her leg and found her sloppy wet pussy. She wiggled her hips just a little and spread. Her body is relaxing and she slides down the pillow, her mind buzzing with the events of the evening. As the water covers her ears, the noise of the world is muffled. Her mind is freed from distraction, and she lazily closes her eyes. The images from the shelter in the park snap into clear focus as the scene replays behind her closed eyelids. Her fingertips move languidly across her stomach beneath the water as she remembers his touch. Those fingers creep slowly downward to glide over her.