Afterward, we went at it some more. Finally, when we stopped for the night as we went to sleep, we spoke about the day’s events. I admitted to him t...at it turned me on. But I did not tell him that I had so many climaxes even if they were small ones. I did not tell him how every time he fucked me I pictured John on top of me or behind me or that it was John’s cock that I pictured in my mouth as I would suck my husband hard again. I remembered Sandra’s words how a loving wife and husband would. I wanted her to use it on me, so I waited in that position to see what she would do or say. After a few moments passed me by, I felt the tip of the dildo press up against my ass. Anna wiggled it around, applied some pressure, and then it slid in. I let out a small moan, and she lightly pumped the dildo inside of me. She started to find a nice rhythm and went deeper. "Oh yeah, that's good." She went 6" in, and then it stopped."I thought you could take it all." I can. Just apply some more. "Good cunt" he says as he finishes. Now here's a bowl of oatmeal. "When you've finished go clean up and put on your party dress."I go to the bathroom, peel off the bodysuit, and pull the battery pack out of my ass and give it a clean. As I'm stepping into the shower I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. The regime master has had me under is having an efffect -- my muscles ripple when I move and I now have a six-pack which I think frames my cunt quite nicely. Anyway enough of that. I'll be. I try, but I can't. It's so close, so amazingly close. I begin to see colors, my cunt clenches his fingers, grabbing, trying to pull him further in.And then he stops. Oh, God, no, I was so close!His cock is against me. He dips the tip in, smears my juices up and down, then slowly impales me. It feels so good, the way only a hard, hot, living cock can, filling me, thick, long. But I was so close...His hands find my hips, and he begins fucking me, alternating slow, languorous strokes with hard.