I want it all. fuck me now." He pulled his fingers from her cunt and pulled her to the edge of the couch and rammed his cock in her hole. He pushed ev...ery long inch into her and began to fuck her hard. He grabbed her by her ass cheeks and pounded her cunt. He loved having his cock into her wet cunt. He loved fucking his sexy woman over and over. He then said to her "Talk to me. Tell me what you want." She then told him "Fuck me hard with that big cock. Push it deep in my wet cunt. Show me how. “Jesus.” Definitely a prayer. “You made me hate you.”“It worked, didn’t it?”There wasn’t much to be said to that, and he didn’t bother. We lapsed into an oddly comfortable silence. He even helped me get to the bathroom and back to bed before he left.I thought about calling it in – my home location was blown to an asset. But I knew it wasn’t a risk. He’d had a chance and not taken it. And now he understood. More than I ever wanted him to.He looked in on me almost every day as I healed. Shaking. Suzanne was mad at me and slapped the shit out of my clit. Telling me, "You fucking bitch! You are to ask for permission to cum!" Afterwards she told me to get dressed and leave, as she was mad at me.In the next few weeks we went panty shopping. Especially online as she liked me to wear high waisted panties. In the Lane Bryant dressing room she dressed me and jerked me off harder than anytime in my life. As I was cumming she was catching it in her other hand. My eyes were closed and my mouth. After awhile I took the initiative and reached over and pushed Taylor’s hand aside so I could feel his dick. He tried to stop me but I told him I just wanted to see if his felt like mine. As I felt him I told him that it did feel just like mine. He chuckled and reached for mine and as he did he assured me that my hand felt different than his. I knew what he was talking about as soon as I felt his hand holding my dick. It felt a lot different than my own hand. We agreed it felt pretty good.