Lori thought she needed a Dom to contain her. She was leaking out everywhere, chasing after the amazing orgasm highs and never really slowing down. When things got quiet, she would find a way to stir the pot, get more cocks into the pipeline, go through a vetting process, fuck one or two, then move on to stirring the pot again. She just loved sex so much and a lot of her meets that she thought were the beginning were in reality an end for the other.
Lori, naked with her ass up and head down and feet hanging off the bed, was given her instructions and did her best to follow them. Her potential new Dom said no looking and no talking. He wanted her in position to be vulnerable and ready to be fucked. He wanted her full of someone else's cum first. He wanted to mark her. And then he wanted her filled up with even more cum.
Amy's life had settled into an enjoyable routine, mainly focussed on indulgent chats with patients and frequent romps with her newfound Filipino friend.
Ditzy, without ever intending to be, she rapidly became everyone's favourite nurse and, since political correctness held no sway within these private walls, attracted many a friendly pat on her perfectly formed posterior.
In truth Amy was being paid to be a tangible feel-good factor. Predictably she was propositioned - an oil-Sheik offered a house should she consent to being more liberal with her favours - but Amy charmingly deflected such inducements in a manner skilfully contrived to leave both parties un-offended.
I usually feel the loneliest and neediest in the early morning hours. As I lie here with my hand between my legs, gently rubbing my wet, aching pussy, my mind wanders back to when I first got married.
I married my husband at age 21, almost 30 years ago, and that's when I "went all the way" for the first time. I loved it, and I adored having sex with him!