." Just what slut?" Oh, it's been a long time, Master... since anyone touched me like this..." How long slut? How long has it been since a man held yo...u... since a man kissed you? How long since a man fucked you – really fucked you – the way you should be fucked? Until you can hardly breathe, hardly think. Until you are nothing but a wet, sloppy, delirious mess?" Oh God Master! Oh please, please, I want that! Please fuck your slut like that, Master!" Yes, I'm sure you do want that, slut.. No one to bother you for miles around.’ ‘So you can run around in your birthday suit and flash your knockers at your man.’ Sarah chuckled at Barbra’s comments, ‘Well there is that.’ ‘And Nashville is not that far away if you really want all of the hubbub,’ Don added. ‘Or you can just get away up to the lake and be all alone,’ Rosy said. Sarah’s head came up, ‘You know you two might like that. You should run up there and check it out.’ Barbra grinned, ‘We could do that, maybe Ken will even let. And her faint subconscious hesitation revealed by that last drink -- though now completely contradicted by her words and position -- was nothing compared to his lingering and fully conscious scruples. He was in such a state of lascivious hyperstimulation -- not having had a fuck from his wife for a week -- that he felt his hot white sperm might begin spurting from his cock and out over her naked young body any moment now regardless of what he did. Yet even so, and steaming drunk as he himself. Then I found something strange as some of the CD’s were familiar to me and it was brought by me and they were hard core porn videos which we used to watch when we were bachelors. I thought she might not know about the CD’s and suddenly she said “Sathish used to tell me about your bachelor life stories”.I smiled at her“What he used to tell” I asked her.“Almost everything” she said taking back the CD diary from me.“This one is your favorite movie. Isn’t it?” she asked me showing me a CD with no.