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thrust, the way she craved that he would, his big joint merely tapped her cervix gently before quickly
withdrawing. The harder Sarah pumped, the gentler Mike fucked her, trying to compensate for her fierce
hip movements, as though he were afraid he might hurt her. The naked brunette breathed hard, clutching
her husband's smooth back, trying, without words, to encourage him to push harder. But her efforts
were in vain. She lay under her husband feeling both aroused and frustrated. She loved the feel of his
mammoth cock crowding her slick vaginal opening but she longed to feel it slide in and out of her with
greater enthusiasm, to feel it ram her tender cervix, sending fiery bursts of masochistic pleasure exploding
within her.
Fuck, damn you, fuck! she wanted to cry. But her lips refused to form the forbidden words. Then, to her
utter dismay, Sarah felt her husband's swollen rod pulsate and jerk, sending a hot shower of semen
bursting inside her. His steaming juices splattered against the walls of her throbbing canal, filling her to
overflowing. His milky nectar leaked from her pulsating tunnel to stain the bedding. Tears of frustration
stung Sarah's eyes as Mike bucked and jerked on top of her, breathing fast and hard. She felt beads of
perspiration form on his back to moisten her fingertips. Sarah whirled her hips frantically in a desperate
attempt to join her husband in orgasm. Her efforts, however, proved futile. Much as she hungered for a
tension-releasing climax to overtake her body, Sarah simply could not make it happen. She was still
struggling when Mike's pulsating cock released the last of its turbulent load to grow empty and soft
within her vagina. Her naked body still pounding with need, she felt her husband's spent organ grow
limp, then shrivel into ineffectiveness. Disappointment stabbed sharply when he withdrew his wormlike
appendage from her unsated cunt to roll over beside her, sighing with satisfaction.
Surely Mike wasn't going to leave her like this, all tense and aching, every cell in her body screaming for
relief! When her husband reached over to kiss her lightly on the cheek, however, Sarah knew that their
tension had come to an end. Mike must have mistaken Sarah's heavy breathing for orgasm. It wasn't
surprising for the climaxes she experienced were never very deep or soul-searing. Undoubtedly, her
husband mistook Sarah's frantic pelvic gyrations for total release. "Night, darling," he said in a contented
voice, sliding his muscular arm around her slender waist. "Sweet dreams."
Sarah's voice was choked as she bade her husband goodnight. She lay beside him for a long time, her
lovely body pounding with need, staring at the ceiling. Unable to bear the torture of denial, the frustrated
brunette waited until the man she loved was sleeping soundly before she took drastic measures.
Desperate to still the urgent throbbing of her neglected cunt, Sarah moved away from her husband to
slide to the far side of the bed. When Mike's occasional snores assured her that he was deep in slumber,
Sarah let her hand slide down between her open legs. The delicious feel of her own fingers between her
saturated steaming slit made her want to gasp with pleasure but she held back, pressing her lips together.
Waves of forbidden delight rippled through her naked body as her eager fingers moved up and down the
length of her dripping cunt. Soon her other hand joined in, teasing at the rigid bud of femininity which
stood so hot and willing among her sperm-coated inner membranes. Oh, it felt so good to flick away at
herself like this, making her fiery clitoris grow even more inflamed. Her jade eyes became thick-lidded
and glazed with lust. Slowly, cautiously, Sarah's hips began to rise from the bed, moving in circumspect
harmony with her masturbating fingers. When Mike rolled over to his side of the mattress, snoring
loudly, the excited brunette grew braver. She sent the middle finger of her right hand soaring into her
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