I like the feeling, it makes me feel more naked than I am, if that's possible, tonight I am alone and I want to have sex, and as my brow rests on the ...glass and my warm breath condenses on the glass pane, I watch as it runs in small rivulets, mimicking the silken beads of moistness on my inner thighs, I shiver, not of the cold, but of the desire of a man, any man, in my hour of need.I leave my curtains open and walk to the front door, brazenly open it and step outside into my garden.I walk onto. I let out a scream, not one of pain, but one of pleasure. I moan louder and louder. You slam your hard, throbbing cock in and out of my pussy. I can feel your balls slap against the outside of my pussy lips and it feels so good. As you continue to fuck me, I reach behind me, grabbing for your nuts. I get a hold of them and begin to rub on them. As I rub, you start to thrust harder and harder. You reach around with one hand and grab one of my bouncing titties. I tighten up my pussy around your. Greg started weeping. "What wrong? What's wrong? You know what's wrong! Please give me back my body. I am getting married in two days." Wrong again, JAWS! I am getting married in two days - but don't worry, you will make a lovely maid of honor. All the men will lust after your body - you lucky girl - looking to get an easy lay after the emotional wear and tear on an unmarried girl after her friend's wedding!" I'll tell...I'll tell Sam!" She won't believe you! I have already told her I feel like. Telling it was no easier than experiencing it had been. Just as I had finished my story, the cold ball that had been in my gut since I stepped into that hotel suite erupted. I lost my beer, the one sip of bourbon, and all that remained of my breakfast on Jerry's patio. Great. Not only was I a cuckold, but I was losing control of my bodily functions as well.Calling for Mary to bring me a damp towel, Jerry got me into the bathroom. Dry heaves wracked me as I tried to upchuck something that wasn't.