They blamed their new-found chastity on the change of life, not having much interest or even the boredom of doing the same things over and over again ...until they knew the script inside and out.Her sex-drive was always high, perhaps higher than most of the women around her. She enjoyed sex, making love and just fucking because it felt good. Stacey had had many men and women in her life and every combination imaginable. Flesh was only flesh, and as long as it felt good – there was nothing wrong. One was we would grapple with one another until one of us was so exhausted the other would start humping the doll trying to cum before the other would get their wind back and we would start grappling over again.Another game that we played was if one got a groin strike in the one who had the groin strike would count from 1 to 30 and the other had free reign trying to cum in the doll. A joint lock that would lead to a break, you got 60 seconds. One game that I really liked was using simulated. Badri takes her hand and helps her stand under the spray to rinse. The tepid water quickly turns cool as he shuts it off.Taking a big, fluffy bath towel, he wraps it warmly around his woman. Sandhya steps out of the shower as Badri quickly grabs the other towel for himself. With a few quick pats to dry only the excess water off their bodies, they race to their bed.Once beneath the soft, fresh sheets, Badri pulls her into his arms. His firm reminder that only one of them has found release from. Entering a cubical she lifted up her skirt and put her hand between her legs. She couldn’t believe this, her cunt was soaking wet. She was blessed with thick black wavy hair on her head, and it was just as thick on her pubes. Her entire pubic area was dripping with her juices. At first she had thought she had come on, but it was nowhere near her time. Feeling the unaccustomed dampness around her fanny she had just stood there wishing John would leave, so she could check herself. What the fuck.