Now bring your sexy little ass over here and grind it up against me." He carried on."G-grind...?" She asked. Still looking at his cock."Rub your ass a...gainst my cock you dumb slut." She slid her skin tight pants off and moved slowly over to him, she was only in her shiny purple silk underwear now."See, I told you dude." Jeff said, referring to her panties. "She likes feeling like a real slut."Amy didn't know what to say. She felt deep embarrassment at the way these two were talking to her which. It was strange to her how much she craved him and loved to blow him. She had done it for others, but never actually enjoyed it with those guys. At times she found herself getting annoyed or angry with them for "making" her sit there bobbing up and down on their "thing". All she was doing then was hoping it would just get over with.But no, no, not with him. She honestly found herself in desperate need to fuck him in her mouth. Like now, when she couldn't shake the need and found her mouth and. ...damn good day!I had this strange feeling a few years back, that my husband was cheating on me. So one night I followed my husband and was shocked to see him park at an adult theater and go inside. I wondered whether to confront him or not. On one hand I had never been to one of those places and imagined being grabbed and groped - but then I imagined that my husband might be grabbing and groping some other girl, or worse, maybe another guy! So I gathered my courage and bought a ticket. Sure. She had been wearing a pantypad to cope with her wetness and the intense arousal had been unbearable and constant.Marilyn's teenage daughter's and her values prevented her from feeling comfortable with masturbation and she had not found since her divorce that there had been a suitable man she felt comfortable with to share any intimacy- emotional or pysical. The pain of her divorce and physical abuse that preceded it had left her numb for the first few years; beside she had only had the one.