But what the hell, we all go through life with our Walter Mitty complexities, being something we are not, such as I, being a faithful wife, on the sur...face and a stranger's cum slut, like now, aching for a dirty fuck on the last train home.I pull the elastic edge of my red panties to the side and look at my smooth and beautifully contoured pussy, an organ of exquisite pleasure that can only be given or taken in equal amounts, who cares how a man accesses it, I can be a whore or a victim, it's my. It usually worked real well because Edwina was disgusted with her internal urges for such dalliances that made her a hypocrite in her own femininity if the truth be known.In order to cover up her weakness, she allowed her dark side affairs with random cocks to be well-advertised in order to project an image of sensuous submission to male demands for obedient surrender. In fact, she had the reputation of being a self-admitted cock hound hiding her predilection for female companionship with. I didn’t answer, I simply did what my pussy wanted right at that moment, opened wide welcoming him to pleasure me with his tongue and prepare me to receive his cock, the second one to ever enter me. All I can say is that Jack took oral sex to a new level that day. His tongue was magic, long, slender, he could reach into my vaginal opening when he parted my labia and he probed me for what seemed like forever. It was incredible. He gave me three orgasms, one right after the other, I’d never been. Lots have tried to kiss me but I never quite found the right guy” answered Veena with a sigh. “Now you”.“Dare” said Sanjay.“Kiss me on the lips!” said Veena with a wide grin.“What ?” asked Sanjay. “You heard me. Kiss me full on the lips !”said Veena laughingSomewhat sheepishly Sanjay rose and approached Veena’s chair and she stood to meet him. He tried for a gentle surface kiss as he was very shy. However, as their lips met, Veena pulled him to her and kissed him deeply, her tongue finding.