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I would quickly but inconspicuously usher him into the room, shut and lock the door, then sometimes he was so horny he wouldn't wait and would just grab me instantly and grope me all over, putting his hand into and down my pants to my ass then over to my front where he would stroke my cock. Meantime he would smash his lips against mine so fast, so passionately I would almost fall over, then he put his tongue into my mouth.Before long, he would fall to his knees and start sucking my cock. After. I wanted to stop cheating’. ‘Do you want it to stop? You and me? This?’ I said ‘No’ and we looked each other straight in the eyes for the first time, and our lips touched, ‘No, no, no’ and our faces reunited. I explained ‘I love sex with you both. You are so different. Our wild fucking makes me feel female and fabulous, even at fifty. But he is so used to my body, so good with me, he can make love to me for an hour, he gently touches me, and strokes my tummy, and masturbates me, and makes me. I watch various men leaving the building, wondering if that WAS him. How long, who was it, why, how, my mind raced with questions, confusions and pain. And the memory of the sounds in the apartment, the guteral wailing and the banging on the wall. I finally went in and as usual Laurel was in bed watching Television. She smiled when I came and said " hi there". She was so sweet. nothing seemed different. I got into bed with her and we cuddled and kissed. She fell asleep next to me. I laid awake. She was awash in ecstasy, her mouth getting fucked, her butt plugged, her pussy being eaten, hands caressing and feeling her body, a cock pushing its way in and out of her mouth.Her Master’s voice spoke, “We want your body to respond to the pleasure, this way your body can take more and we can use our toy well.”She shivered at his words, uncertain what could happen next. Their hands were stroking her, her engorged clit suckled as the men watched the fuck-toy being used.The mouth on her pussy.
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