That Sunday morning, though, I didn't try to stop him. It felt very good to have his thick thumb sliding into me. It didn't hurt. It was slick with my... juices and entered easily. When he started 'thumb fucking' my ass, he started fucking my pussy vigorously again too. In a few strokes I was shoving my ass back to feel his thumb deep inside me. I started panting and grunting each time he simultaneously plunged his dick and thumb into me. I was lost in the pleasure.I had no way of knowing it, but. She appeared lost, as though she knew once where she was headed and for what but had somehow forgotten along the way.It was Joanna, the runt whore I referred to in my journals as the 'monkey-girl', an undeserved slight because she was actually kind of cute depending on where in her high she was. She was tiny, barely 5 feet tall, dark-skinned and soft around the middle, and almost always a filthy mess.. it was rumored she was a major carrier of sexual diseases and I believed it. That was the. ........and pantyhose......oops a few toys. I stripped down in a hurry putting on my pink silks panties and rubbed myself all over. Next came my bra front opening which I prefer and it felt great rubbing my nipples and cock at the same time. I always when I have time put a slip on and walk around the house just feeling everything move around. I was horny I mean real horny and though maybe it was time to work my first load out. So I laid down on the bed fired up my pc......let the porn roll. “I will bet there was more after the movie.”I smiled and nodded. Sometimes my wife and I had not even made it to the bedroom, making love on the couch or the floor.“There often was,” I responded with a sigh.We were silent for a minute or two. I found myself seriously wondering if there should be more tonight. My desire for Eloise was peaking and I had to mentally remind myself who she was and why sleeping with her was a bad idea. Or was it? Her comments about her father’s young lover came.