So I basically had full run of the house for about 2 hours every day which is something I always took advantage of."There!" I said, tossing my pencil ...own on my desk. "Finally done."I had just finished the last math problem of my last sheet of homework and was thrilled to see I still had forty-five minutes left before Sydney got home.Delighted, I grabbed my laptop and pulled up my favorite porn sites. As I flicked through all the images, I started to get more and more aroused. I won't say that. ‘Make love to me Jake,’ she whispered. Jake laughed, painfully aware of where Ashira’s hand was sitting. ‘I thought I just did,’ Jake said. Ashira smiled and unbuttoned and unzipped his blue jeans. Jake groaned as Ashira carefully pulled his jeans and boxers down his legs and let them fall into a heap on the floor. ‘Are you sure?’ Jake asked, poised over Ashira. Ashira lifted her hips and nodded as Jake pushed his way inside. ‘God Shira, you’re so tight,’ Jake groaned. Ashira tensed a little as. But she saw it, half a mile away and uphill. As you drive away, you both mutter, "can't see game, my ass," you with a frown of consternation and her with a vindictive grin.Got a problem with burglars? Let just one of them bad guys get close to her baby and you're calling the morgue for a pick up. Gentler sex my ass. Timid? not MY wife.We were living in northern Wyoming, when the sheriff came out to the house to check on another gun shot report in the middle of the night. The first thing he did. ”The cock in my cunt was again fucking me hard, the cock in my arse was being pulled back, I thought he was going to withdraw, he wasn’t of course. He was almost out, when he slammed it back in. All the way in, in one go. Hard. I screamed then. Screamed with pain, it fucking hurt. It burned. It filled me, stretched me. I loved it. “Fuck me harder, both of you,” yelled, the script forgotten. Fuck their script. Fuck what I was supposed to do. I wanted this, wanted it for me. If it wasn’t what.