Mathews then got into the flow of condemning expletives and unrelentingly continued, "You love to be fucked like a whore, you slut, you fucking slut. ...You love to be fucked don't you? You're nothing but a cock-hungry slut, aren't you?" Oh, fuck! Give me more cock! I need to be fucked!" screamed Mrs. Thompson. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me hard! Oh, fuck my brains out!"Dr. Mathews obliged Carol by increasing the speed of his thrusts and fucking her ever harder, driving his huge cock deep. Willie rummaged through his dresser and tossed me some pants to wear and a t-shirt. Willie went into the shower first, after he finished I went into the shower. Once I had finished I dressed and came back into the living room. Willie had tossed both our clothes into the washer and then into the dryer. He had turned on the television and was reclining on the sofa. He had tossed some of the pillows on the floor by the sofa and said 'if you want you can sit here and watch the television, I'm. So it was that she was totally innocent, in every way.Then one day during summer break, she flipped the TV accidentally to the Adult channel, and quickly saw the power that women can have over men – if they’re sexy enough. So, she decided to be more adventurous. She knew her mother was slighty smaller than her, but thought she must have some clothes more sexy than her usual school garb. Nothing in her mom’s wardrobe was at all exciting, so she put on some old jeans and a summer top and took. Eventually I was able to get with Robert but it was not until late in the evening and he made it quite clear that he was not interested in sex. Too tired he said, so we lay in the hay loft in the dark and chatted. It was then that I brought up the idea of him helping me have sex with Rum. I started the conversation slowly, talking about wonderful he had made me feel that time and how I longed for a rematch. Then I went on to talking about sex in general, followed closely by asking him about his.