She enjoys watching peoplehave sex (for brief intervals of time), but she can't have sex herself,of any kind, including sex with herself--if masturbat...ion can beconsidered sex at all.Consequently, since puberty, she's frequently been horny, so horny, attimes, that arousal feels like torture. Worst of all, there's no wayshe can obtain relief. The desire to have sex becomes stronger and moreintense.She feels compelled to view porn, but doing so only males mattersworse--and, yet, she can't resist. Oh God! I’m so wet for you Peter.” I fucked myself over and over again. I screamed and moaned and came for him, while he pulled on his cock. “Get on your hands and knees. I’m going to fuck your pussy.” I pulled the vibrator out and got on my hands and knees. My husband entered my pussy and fucked me hard and fast. He was slapping at my buttocks and calling me all kinds of names. “Tell me you’re a whore! Tell me how you love cocks.” “I love cocks. I love to be fucked like a slut. Fuck my. I loved it when she smiled and she was definitely smiling now. Laying beside her, enjoying the warmth of her naked body against mine, she couldn't help but feel my growing hardness pressing into the small of her back. She reached around behind her and squeezed my cock. I love it when she did that. I loved it when she took control and got “rough”. “ I want this present” she said, as she squeezed me even harder. I gently bit her shoulder and the nape of her neck then slightly spread her legs. This was all I needed to feel content and ecstatic.Rushing out of my house with my sandwich in my hand, I was sated. This lasted just a few minutes until I saw the rush at the metro station. This was the worst part of the day to fight to get on the train. It felt as if I was going for my battle.As my mood got used the stink and the chaos, I saw him. 'I am still having images from the story,' I said to myself. And then I saw him again. 'But wait, I can’t imagine twice.' And then, again and.