.. I don’t even know. Isn’t that pathetic?” She smiled sadly. “I haven’t been with anyone for months since my husband ... well, even before ...that there wasn’t much going on, and so ... I don’t really know.” She looked around even more lost than before. I smiled and rubbed her arm gently, trying to ease her mind a little. “Well,” I said, “maybe I can help you with that.”She stared at me for a moment, as everything in her wanted to protest and run away. Still, in the end curiosity overcame her. I was moaning super loud to his tongue and finger. He was so good at it - for less than 5 minuted I was ready to cum. I wanted to ask him but I was gagged. I couldn't say anything clearly but I tried to murmur something. "Well, good morning, slut! How did you NOT sleep this night? You were so fucking horny I could smell your pussy juice from above the covers." He stopped licking me and moved away from my pussy. NO! I wanted more! But I couldn't do anything about it. "So as you know today is the. Anita continued to tell me dirty stories about her well hung black men and how they sodomized her so hard, filling her stretched anus with burning black sperm.She hissed quietly, asking me how badly I wanted to cum deep inside her tight rectum and if that would make her a real slut.My dirty little slut could not take it much longer and was about to cum as I fucked her in the ass. But she had decided that she wanted me to cum too at same time.With her free hand she reached down and grabbed my. He wouldn’t let her visit Mom and me. She asked me to drive up to get her things and take her back home to Mom, to start again.Fortunately, they don’t have any kids. I think it’s him. He’s a seedless prick, and I’ve never really liked him. Bethan insists he has never been violent, but I have a suspicion she’s lying for my sake. I’ve always been very protective of her, and she’s knows I’d skin him alive and drown him in Loch Ness if he ever hurt her. Which wouldn’t do much for my career.She’s.