Every man she had ever met was spellbound by those deep green eyes, with flecks of blue and brown. Her deep brown-black hair was accented by caramel g...ld and red streaks that only shone in the sunlight. After 7 years of being surrounded by girls, college had been a welcoming challenge. Oksana was no stranger to going away. She had had the opportunity to travel to many places by herself, including a study abroad in London and Spain. ‘Those were some interesting nights,’ she had thought to. He didn't have a very big cock, which really made it nice to suck him, compared to my husband Ed, who had a 8" cock. I had a hard time sucking his cock, as it filled my mouth up. Also, unless he had me really worked up, it was sometimes quite painful when he fucked me. After Jim had fucked me, I would be wet and ready for any sized cock, and that's when I'd wake Ed up and let him have sloppy seconds, though he never knew he was getting seconds. Ed was a heavy drinker and loved his beer. He was. I felt getting some pussy was important. I had my drivers permit and felt getting my first taste of pussy before my getting my license was the order things should happen. I walked up to the door and knocked. A woman answered. "Yes" She said. She was Holly Wilcox, an average looking woman in her mid to late 40's. Brown hair with some blonde highlights, glasses with dark rims. Not hot by any means. She did not even look the type to have sex so the thought that she was the one to have taken. You don't have a little hole in your front and a bigger, ragged hole in your back. Sure I was healing, but it was slower than I thought it should be. It hurt to put weight on my right foot. Standing fully upright and straight stretched my side and stomach, so that hurt. And moving food through my digestive tract still hurt, especially when I shit.If it hadn't been for the speedy arrival of the ambulance crew, I'd have stayed dead when I died the first time. I'd have to look them up and thank.