She was the seemingly perfect mother and housewife that had every aspect of her life in order, except that she didn’t.There was one aspect of her li...fe that was empty and unfulfilled. Her sex life was beyond lacking. In fact, it was non-existent, and it drove her to high levels of sexual frustration. The only thing she could do about that itch was to masturbate but only when she was home alone and didn’t have to run errands, which was usually on Friday mornings.Those highly anticipated days had. He grabs my hair and pulls my head up to his mouth "Is that what my little whore wants? You want me to fuck that ass of yours?" "Yes, oh yes" "Please, just be gentle with me." He fucks it with his fingers - I am loosening up and when he feels me relax a bit, he pulls his dick out of my pussy and starts rubbing it against my asshole. Slowly, he inserts the head into my waiting hole, then pulls it out. He does this a few times, each time putting it in a little deeper until finally, he is all the. Her eyes were dazed with lust and pleasure as he kissed her and she sucked on his tongue lovingly, unwilling to end the kiss. A few moments and he parted from her. It was time."I haven't cum yet, you red haired slut." He told her as her blue eyes widened. It was true. He had yet to release himself. He pushed her back on her back as he began slowly pushing in deeper, her whimpers of pleasure filling the air."I'm sure you know by now that I'm not leaving your home until i know you're carrying my. I realized very early on that a name like mine was worth its weight in gold when it came to attracting boys’ attention… that it was the nomenclatural equivalent of a pair of big tits. But I also knew that I wasn’t interested in boys. I wanted men and, quite frankly, I didn’t have a clue about how to get one. I certainly wasn’t going to start walking up to strangers and introducing myself, although, in my fantasies, I did it all the time – “hi,” I’d say. “I’m Jenny Swallows, and I do.” And I was.