
Stepping out of the shower stall, she dried herself and looked in the mirror, not afraid of meeting her own eyes now. She appeared much younger, her deep brown eyes vital, her olive skin fresher, rejuvenated. Lauralee towelled her short curls until they bounced springily; her pubic hair was springy, too, seeming to sparkle with life and excitement.
She found a clean towel and draped it about her hips, but left her breasts bare. The kids – those wonderful, beautiful children – had gone out for sandwiches and soft drinks, and she would meet them almost without reticence, proud of her body instead of hiding its invigorated flesh.
The TV was still going, its sound tuned low, but the bright images flashed just as powerfully upon the screen. Smiling, Lauralee lowered herself into the chair and watched it, crossing her slender legs gracefully. Evidently the films ran continuously, one movie replacing another until they started all over again. Two men were fucking a lovely girl, one of them burrowing his hard, oversized cock into her small, furry cunt while the other held her head upon his lap and worked his cockhead in and out of her red mouth.
Leaning back in the chair, Lauralee thought that would be nice, too. It would be exciting to be between two horny men, taking their pricks into her body, love and love alike. Robbie; she would first lean how to eat a male organ by doing it to her son. It would be different from lapping a girl's snatch, but she should have not trouble now that she was willing to learn it all.
Too bad there wasn't another man around. Lauralee wanted to compare cock sizes, to feel the differences of strange shafts, to know a variety of orgasms when they came in her receptive box. With interest, she watched the screen as the two men changed positions. Poor Marshall, she thought; he would never know the sharp thrill of doing that. He had been almost as uptight as she, knowing only one way to relieve the pressures of his balls – brute force and always on top, always hammering into her flinching pussy without mercy. No wonder she and her husband separated; they had both been so stupid but she had been worse. Lauralee knew that now.
