"Do you like my tits?" she murmured. Tiny beads of perspiration were forming on Ellen's upper lip. "I wish you could suck on 'em, honey. That's something I like a lot. But if you can't suck my tits, you can fuck my cunt. You can fuck it forever, and baby, that's just what I want!"

Sudden, uncontrollable lust seized Ellen. She had teased herself for too long with the dildo. Having been away from sex for too long, she had misjudged how quickly she was getting herself hot, and now she knew it would take quite a lot to satisfy herself. And she wasn't going to quit till she was satisfied.

Almost in a panic now, she reached down with the dildo and tried to force it up in her fuckhole. It wouldn't fit! Two years of being a nice proper widow had shrunken her fuckhole to the point of almost being useless. Two more years of that kind of stupidity and her cunt would have closed up forever.

Lust mounted, raging all through her, as she gripped the dildo tightly and worked its smooth end deeper inside the portals of her very hot, very wet hole. It wasn't nearly as big as Lou's cock had been, and he'd forced that big muscle in her on their wedding night, when they'd both been kids. The pain she felt now so vividly reminded her of that fantastic night that her lusts surged higher still.

"Oh, God!" she cried, as a mixture of beautiful pain and galvanic pleasure entered her body along with the dildo.

"Oh-h-h-hh, fuck me! I need to be fucked so bad!" Ellen loudly cried, suddenly thrashing and churning on the long red couch with the dildo deep in her cunt.

"Fuck me forever! I need it! I love it!" she said. "All the time!"

Ellen was coming right up to an orgasm. The utterly unique feeling she had almost forgotten was now building and building in her hot, sweating body as she gyrated on the couch, long hair flying about her, bared tits lolling about, hips pumping up in a reflex action to the man who wasn't there.