. On Saturday night, I went out for a friends birthday. She was having her party at the bar she works at. It was poppin. Had a best dressed contest an...d a basketball shooting contest. I wore a corset, a black lace thong, some leggings, and my lace cover. Every man was staring. Saying hello ;)I pregamed before the bar and was pretty tipsy when I got the text I had been waiting for all night.. My Big Black Stallion was there to pick me up and take me somewhere more fun. And off we went, downtown. My wife saw these videos as my videos and not hers. They did nothing for her. She preferred to see movies with plots and acting, but unfortunately, these same fake sex partners were fake actors in fake movies and did not get her attention, let alone her libido, all fired up.All that has changed now that she discovered the new personal pornography on the internet. Real people having real sex in their homes, in hotel rooms, at the beach, in public places, in their cars, and well, every place you. "She looked at him and said, "David, my dear brother, take care of my cherry."His finger probed inside her until he came to a blockage. He took a nipple in his teeth and bit down carefully. Karla gasp a bit and then he plunged through that line that marked the end of "girl" and the beginning of "women". "Hey, that wasn't bad at all. And your finger feels wonderful in there."He moved his finger in and out, working on her pussy. He tried to put a second finger in, but it was just too tight right. He fucked her so hard that the wood in the stool she was bound to creaked and threatened to snap. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her mouth once again fell open in marvel at how good it all felt. Now, are you my good little whore? he asked again, tone harsher. Yes&hellip, she whimpered out, and then, Yes! YES!!! Yes, what? Kurt demanded, continuing at the same pace, burying himself inside her wet, tight slit and then pulling almost all the way out before pounding back into her. Her.