"Are you?" I ask showing him a scar on my shoulder."You're still hot." he laughs lightly grabbing me by the butt and shifting us so he was hovering ov...r me. I felt his cock at the entrance to my pussy. "This is going to hurt." he says, reminding himself."It'll be just like losing my virginity again." I tell him and he smiles. I said that mostly for myself. He starts to add pressure. The pain in my legs start to come back, but I was able to hide the pain in my face. He bent down and kissed. This was shaping up to be one of my strangest Christmases ever.It had been nice visiting my husband's family for Christmas, but I couldn't wait to get home to New York. You know how it is, after a long trip it's always good to get home for some real rest. A lot of good things had happened to me this holiday, and something's I wanted to forget. One good thing that happened was Don's mom had told me that I was making her son very happy and I felt like we had kind of bonded over that week's long. Now take it in your ass like you were always meant to. Take it and scream my name when you come. Beg me to fuck you again and again. For I promise that this will not be the last time I fuck you like this.”And scream she did, piercing the humid air with a wail of release. “Yeessss! Khamûl! Fuck me! Please... uhhhh ... fuck my ass harder! Harder!!“Forcefully crushing her head against the cold stone, he reared back until his phallus slipped free of her clutching entrance, then slammed back in as. Today though was different. Today it clicked with me and my inner whore screamed FEED ME, so I walked casually around the room, scouting through the open doors for booths with glory holes.It didn't take long to find a paired set of booths, the hole beckoning me like the Sirens would sing to Sailors, bringing them to their peril.My inner slut smiled a little when the sound of my door closing was almost immediately mimicked by the sound of the adjacent booth closing. Someone in the store must.