I thought if I married I stiff I’d become like everybody else, but I don’t want that anymore.”I didn’t understand what she was talking about, ...ut hearing the words sex leave her lips was enough to make my cock throb. “How are you different?” I said. “I like to be treated like a whore. Gagged, spanked, and degraded. And I’m sure Mr Greene you can help with that.She moved closer reaching for my hand and moving it up her thigh to her wet cunt. “Treat me like that slut I am, Mr Greene”I grabbed. She lay on the bed and watched the snow continue to fall. Between her legs, her vagina was throbbing almost painfully now. She had to have relief.Sam glanced over at Sally and could see that she was still asleep. Her need overcame caution and she slowly slid her hands under the blankets and down her stomach. When she reached her groin, she found that the gusset of her panties was soaked. She pressed the material into her swollen lips and moaned quietly. She used her middle finger to slide up. Chat continued and I never believed that he is real.Since I did not revealed my details to him I thought to share about my problems. I said all my sorrow to him about the death of my hubby and all. He patiently replied to all my problems and consoled me. His replays made me feel better. I was addicted for his messages and started to wait for his replays. All this happened within a short period of time and I was confirmed that he was a good guy and he would keep up all my secretes. He understood. Steph fucked my pussy with her fingers, moving in and out with long fast strokes as the thumb teased my clit. Kissing her passionately muffled my moans but at the point at which I was ready to cum, she pulled away and licked her fingers. Once again, Zack took hold of my hand, guiding me towards him. He adjusted his position a little, sitting so his arse was on the edge of the seat. As he guided me in front of him, I went to straddle him but heard Steph say, “Not that way Jo.” Steph encouraged.