From the tone of her letters to her old friends, she had done just about everything I had ever dreamed of doing someday. She was 18 and I was 65. Ther... were many things I could teach her, but it was plain she knew a few things, too.One of the things that came out right away was the fact that she had been ripped out of a very lucrative web-cam setup when she was sent to stay with me. She and a few friends even had their own web site and sold access. For $25 a month, anybody could log on and. "I will make sure that you know how to use the condoms correctly, meaning I will show you how to use them, twice should do the job. Then I will continue to use the diaphragm until my period, if I have one. After that I will have to start taking the Birth Control Pill. I can't just stop not having your perfect cock and that vast potent seed you explode with. I will be picking up the prescription the Doctor just wrote me for a strong Birth Control Pill."We stopped at the d**g Store to get a few. That's why religion never quiet hit if of with me, the hypocrisy of it all, all that faith vanishes with the scent of a girls cunt or boys bum.But what the hell, we all go through life with our Walter Mitty complexities, being something we are not, such as I, being a faithful wife, on the surface and a stranger's cum slut, like now, aching for a dirty fuck on the last train home.I pull the elastic edge of my red panties to the side and look at my smooth and beautifully contoured pussy, an organ. I'd secretly had the hots for her from the first day I laid my old peepers on her. Shit, I can't count how many times I thought of her while fucking Cindy. I would even squint my eyes and pretend it was Malomar's perfect bubble-butt ass I was doggy-style humping to beat the band instead of my wife's nice, but average-like little heinie.But that was then and this is now. If only I hadn't listened to Jack on that fateful day. If only I hadn't such hots for Malomar Twine. If only I had listened to.