"Girl, you look terrible, if I may say it," she said. "What's the matter?" Oh, nothing."Karen looked both ways to see if they were being watched, then... leaned close and whispered in Laura's ear."If I didn't feel so bad about last time, I'd say you need a little loving. Or maybe a lot of loving."Laura smiled, blinking back quick tears. "I need a lot of it."Karen's eyes twinkled mischievously. "I'm not offering anything. I ought to be in jail for what I did last time." You're right."Laura couldn't. We have a candle lighting tonight. There are some girls waiting for the phone, so I need to get off."I caught up with my transcriptions of class lectures and assigned reading. I really felt energized. I exercised and practiced the guitar before going to bed. One thing was a bit of a problem; my meals, especially breakfast, went way down in quality. I called Dorothy and asked if she could get the projected sites for the centers to me to take to Summerdale. Dorothy said, "Murphy will get that. I plucked up the courage and called a local couples voice box my heart was racing as I left them my phone number and a brief description of myself, I hung up the phone and thought that would be it but I was wrong.Later that day I received a call from the husband who wanted to ask me some details about myself I think he sensed I was nervous and tried to set my mind at ease and went on to describe his wife to me and how she was killing him with her sex drive. After about 20mins I was more at ease. I rocked back and then thrusted my cock deep inside her. And again. Not a fast rhythm ... just strong, glorious thrusts into her well-lubricated hole that gleefully accepted what was providing her.She squealed again and again, every time that I rammed my spear into her.Although I could hear abuse and encouragement being shouted at us from the crowd, I was oblivious to what was being said as I immersed myself into the fantastic tingling that was emanating from my loins. I became suddenly aware.