She was looking hotter than she was on our honeymoon. She got a really nice tan in the back yard, was working out really hard, body wax, all that foo ...foo stuff. She got those really long black eyelashes done and spent over $400 on lingerie. She rubbed lotion in all over, put on her sweatpants and tang top, make-up and lipstick then left our house and drove over to my dads house, only a few minutes away. She was back in like 25 minutes, but sometimes it would be longer like 45 minutes or. It's just too bad it had to happen," he said hanging his head. I think I saw a tear in his eye."Anyway; you're right, enough talk about that, it's all water under the bridge. When are you leaving?" he asked."Well, my last day of work is next Wednesday; Mrs. Weller said she'd send me my last check. I'll be leaving Thursday afternoon." Thursday already, but you don't start until that Monday; why so soon?" It'll take a while to get settled in again, dad. We have to get our books, see where our. I'm so fat it sickens even me when I look in the mirror. The scales may say 165lbs but I know it's all gross fat. I couldn't even stay a virgin till my senior year, let alone till I got married. I am such an immoral slut! I even want to have sex! I don't just wait for when Frank wants it. Sometimes I make it happen. Like that time when he went away for the week to a conference and I asked Mom to look after the kids for 2 days and we just kept on and on doing it. I can't even cook properly. I. “Yes, yesyesyesyes, whatever you want, just fuck me now.” The head opens you as it slides easily inside and you quiver and clench around it. Inch by inch, it fills you, letting you feel it as travels to your bottom. Reaching the limit, it grinds there for a minute and the feeling is so intense, you almost lose it. The cock pulls back and you whimper at the emptiness it leaves behind, before filling you again. The pace is maddeningly slow but increasing. You’re shaking, your whole body.