“Oh, shit! Yeah, do it! Slam me with your cock!” Karen egged me on, knowing that her nice, slippery twat would do a number on me just as it did th...e night before.“You really want that D, don’t you?” Ashley teased Karen as she made out with her and Michelle began playing with my ass.“Call it what it is. I love dick. Lots and lots of dick. The more dick, the better,” Karen encouraged me with every stroke as I thrust harder in and out of her sloppy wet cunt.“The perils of taking a redhead lover,. While most of thiswas seemed fuzzy, the next several minutes are imprinted vividly in mymemory, unfortunately so, as I still feel nauseous thinking about havingsex with a guy. But in the moment, my body knew what it wanted and wasin full control.The tip of his penis began to slowly part the lips of my pussy. Itslowly began sliding inside. It helped that I was dropping wet. I reallywas in heat. As the top pushed past the opening, it began to feelextremely tight. Like I was being stretched. I. I appreciated his looks, love and behavior. The idea of his marriage crossed my mind. I thought it was right time for me to scout for his bride. Then I felt a tinge of jealousy too for his bride. I thought how lucky she would be to have such a loving stud, sorry a person as a husband. So he just asked me to come for shopping. Hearing this I blushed like a teenager. I was little bit shy because nobody talked to me like that since my husband died.He said, “I want my mom to look like a model or. Add to that his experience, his stature in the village (he was a successful member of society) made him a fabulous prize for a young girl. I was still under the impression that I had won him and not that he had taken me as his own – foolish girl!For the next few nights, I avoided Renaud, pretending to be unwell but unwilling to face the truth; that I felt I had betrayed him. I was ashamed of my behaviour but at the same time I was mad at Him for not being there when I had given myself to Him..