They say there is lots to play with or titty-fuck. I have short dark red hair top and bottom.I’ve been married to the right guy for about three year...s now. No kids came in spite of a lot of trying. I can’t get pregnant, we found out. Well, I’ll save on birth control!So sex is only for fun now. And I sure think it’s fun! And it was a lot of fun when I was single. A virgin at twenty-four when I met my future husband (MFH), he helped me see beyond the controlling teachings of my fundamentalist. Every shape and size of butt plug slipping into tight pussy holes. Turning right over and tugging at the pillows to cover her ears and eyes, she mechanically begins to hump the mattress, alternating between letting her clitty slide along its rough surface and feeling her own pussy opening and then clenching around an imaginary cock, time just disappears for her along with any residual ache in her head. She can feel the orgasm building from somewhere deep inside her and, right before he point of. I could not speak.She ran her fingers through my hair. She said I would look better intwo plaits. She took me in and combed my hair into two plaits. I felteven more femme after that. The way the plaits pulled my hair... theslight pain... I started enjoying. I pleaded her not to tell anythingto my parents. She laughed and said... oh silly girl! Don't be afraid!I like you. but I have one condition. you must obey whenever I ask youanything... I had no option. I had to agree.She got up, went out. But my proclivities being what they were, I wanted it as bad as he did—so I slowly relented and opened. He began to slowly slide in deeper and deeper. It really did feel great. I wanted desperately to exclaim how good it felt but no, not yet anyway.“Maggie, Baby, you did it! God, you’re the most amazing woman! I think I love you.”He called me by my name. He said he loved me. I couldn’t believe it. For some reason that really meant a lot.“Oh, Daddy it was so hard for me to finally open enough.