I could get him so aroused that he almost lost control of himself. And, through all of the sexual activity, I had learned how to completely release co...trol of my inhibitions and my body. Now I was at the point where I squirted and my orgasms were multiple and mind-blowing.Yes, I’d had six weeks of utter joy. My husband had stopped making love to me and now fucked me. That was what I wanted. I wanted to be taken and fucked hard. I had learned to talk dirty when we were having sex, an action that. Kristen got out, and we all followed Wendy.The moon wasn't as bright as I had remembered it the previous week, and the forest seemed a bit darker and the shadows seemed to move.It was also chillier than last week as well. I wondered if the girls would be as open to getting naked as they had been the last time, especially without being compelled by any outside force.We all knelt on the blanket that Wendy had spread out. Without saying a word, Wendy casually started to undress.Kristen, who hadn't. I did my best to lick it off, swallowing it like the dirty little kitty whore I was when he groaned and shot another load, this one hitting my cheek and getting in my hair. “Fuck!” he cried, and I replied with a wordless cry matching his as I pushed myself over the edge and climaxed, reaching one hand out to steady myself on the wall, otherwise I’d have fallen over. I slowly became aware of whimpers not my own. The video, long forgotten, played on in the background, the perfect soundtrack. I changed into a pair of short shorts and a purple tank top with the word diva across my chest. I grabbed an ice pop out of the freezer and snatched my notebook off the table making sure to slam the door on my way out. He jumped up and greeted me with a smile turning off the weed whacker and removing the glove on his left hand. My eyes glued to his body scanning it slowly I had forgotten that I wasn’t watching him from a distance but just inches from his delicate sexy flesh. His chest hairless.
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