She looked up to me with her poisonous green eyes piercing me with them ‘I’m going to miss those lovely blues of yours.’ Another mind-fuck she w...s always toying with me, it was hard to believe a single word she spoke. I lay silent staring up at the ceiling her hand playing across my chest ever so gently, a touch, a caress, then slipping further down to stomach ‘but I believe I know what I’ll miss most,’ a twisted smile grew across her lips ‘are mornings like this.’ Her finger tips drew lines. It felt good, she thought, but it's not ... it's not the real thing. I want the real thing ... a stiff thick cock, in my cunny--fucking me ... Hubby's cock.She let out a raspy chuckle. But the way I feel right now, she thought, any cock will do.She wagged her head and stepped into the shower.She dressed casually, pulling on a pair of short cutoff jeans and a tee-shirt. She dispensed with panties and bra. Then she poured another glass of wine and sprawled on the sofa.The phone buzzed and she. “Come on Erin, take it again. I’m almost there baby” he panted. He pushed in to my throat again quickly, almost forcing it in this time. His hands were on the sides of my head and he was fucking away like a dog in heat. Finally the words I was waiting for “yes, fuck, I’m going to cum baby!” I squeezed his balls hard and I could feel his cock swell in my throat. “Yes, fuck yes, I’m cumming. Swallow it you fucking cunt!” he barked at me. His balls started to jump and I could feel the pulsing of. She backed off and studied me. She circled trying to figure out what happened that she had not touched me.She was red belt, getting ready to test for black. It was a dangerous stage; good enough to do damage but not experienced enough for control. She approached me carefully, holding back enough to try figuring out how I balked her.She stepped back and thought about it some more. I earned the black belt in her eyes, but her ego would not accept me being that much better.Helen halted the set but.