“Thanks for the fuck, bitch!” He called out over his shoulder, his boots sounding fainter with every step.I stayed that way, gasping for air as I ...ecovered, having just had one of the more intense sessions of intercourse of late. I wasn’t distressed, not sure why, but my mind went to make a comparison with the rare occasions I slept with my husband, it just wasn’t the same. He was lacking in almost every way, now, at least for me. He couldn’t satisfy me, and as I stood there, bent over, ass. She dreamt about how beautiful it was to be stupid, how her new, vacuous outlook on life was perfect; if she was dumb, she didn't have to think about nearly as much. All she had to do was focus on what she was good at - looking good, making men happy, and bringing herself off.And cleening, of course.So when she'd arrived at work on Monday, she was a few hours late. She'd forgotten to set an alarm, she'd gotten lost a few times on the way there, and when she'd eventually remembered the name of. She'd kept them preoccupied and concealed out of concern ofacting out the voice howling in her head to just strangle the blond bitchwhere she sat. "Well, I won't lie to you, It's harder than it looks. But after youfinally get the head in and take the first few pumps, your body just...Idunno...adapts to all that extra meat. Your muscles and insides kindarelax and just...give way. The first time is always the hardest, but trustme, in the end it's well worth it. There's no better feeling. I could feel my body shaking out of control as I felt myself, orgasm, the same time. I hadn't even realized I was still ramming my fingers in my pussy. Matt pulled, his throbbing cock out of my throat, his cock head remaining inside, filling my mouth with his, thick, salty, delicious load.“I know your shooting your load Matt, her neck has ballooned out and is vibrating.” Tony said. “Not to mention she is ramming her fingers in her juicy cunt.”“Get out of the way Matt. It's my turn.” Todd.