To her utter dismay though, there were no divine energies grasping her in their throes, no sensual shivering as a higher power answered her whispered ...beckons.“What am I missing here?” Tear asked herself, standing naked in the middle of the bedroom. She felt utterly stupid all of a sudden. Maybe the book hadn’t been the genuine article. Maybe it was all just a divine practical joke. Or... She sped to the shuttered window and cracked it open. The thick wooden shutters kept the insides of the. He stood behind me with his hands around my waist and my dress up exposing my buttocks as he dipped into my vagina with his probing fingers. I could feel his hand undoing his flies as he freed his hard cock to fuck me.I kept suggesting we wait until we get into the cabin, but his cock was working wonders in between my legs and to make matters worse for me, my tits were now exposed and my sensitive nipples, were letting me down, as each pinch and tweak, involuntary caused me to thrust back onto. He kept telling me that I should wear short skirts, all the time and that he loved watching other men staring at my body. I did wear them most of the time anyway, so I was happy to comply with his wish. One night, when we went out to dinner, I laughed at my husband and said that hadn't realized how high the slit was in the skirt was that I had on. It was new and I hadn't worn it before. It was split up the front and very tight so left very little to the imagination.There was this teenage boy. At first I couldn’t get in all the way, but after a dozen small back and forth movements I pushed my way through. Feeling that I was all the way in I retracted to the edge and then rammed her hard, going balls deep. I started with a few slow thrusts, but quickly switched to full-on fucking. Her wet pussy felt absolutely amazing wrapped around my dick. I felt my balls tighten and knew I had to act fast. Barely getting out the words I asked if she was on birth control and she responded, as I.