In response, she slaps me in the face hard. Then she drags me by my cuffed hands into the hotel bathroom, where a hot shower is running. It's so hot... I'm already sweating, and she tells me to take off my clothes or else it will be all the worse; her tone makes me obey. "You're filthy and hairy, so first I'm going to clean you up, and then teach you what true justice is." She handcuffs me to the shower curtain rod, and drenches me in (a little too) hot water. She washes me...all of. I'll give them to you again and again and again till I shoot my load right up this slippery cunt. Hold on, honey, 'cause it's going to be a rough ride!"Mr. Patterson started to fuck Susan. Again and again Mr. Patterson fucked his long fat cock right into that juicy pussy, shoving it up Susan's hairy cunt as hard and as deep as he could. He was fucking her as fast as he could. And the longer he fucked her, the more turned on Susan got. There weren't many things that felt better than a big stiff. This was really exciting but she also felt a sense of shame about what she was thinking of doing yet the sexual excitement that she felt inside her made her block out those other feelings. The vibrator felt cold and hard in her hands. It was pink and the end of it was shaped like a man’s cock with the foreskin pulled back. The shaft was bigger and thicker than her husbands cock and she wondered what it would feel like when it was inside her. About a third of the way down the shaft there was a. It doesn’t even matter if I don’t get to actually cum every time, as long as we have that perverted intimacy as often as possible.Earlier this year I had a bit of a rough time during Covid where with all the time on my hands I began to worry how long I had left on this earth and what I wanted from the rest of my life. Most of my thoughts were of places I wanted to visit, things I wanted to do but part of my thoughts lingered on the dirtier side of things I wanted to experience.I couldn’t.