He got up and smiled down at her as he watched the length of her finger disappear between her puckered pussylips, then he knew she was working it around inside the vagina.

"That's it, baby! Finger that pretty little pussy for the time being," he suggested as he slipped on his clothes. "If I'm not too tired when I get home in the morning I'll fuck you. Maybe you won't have to wait till tomorrow night."

"Ooohhh… Tom… aaaahh! I can't wait till morning," she writhed as her churning cunny began to fuck at her finger. "You've built me up' every night for two weeks, then you've run off to work. I can't stand it any more. I need your cock so badly! I need somebody's cock! Pleaseeeeee… fucckkk meeeee!"

He slipped on his jacket, then he leaned over and kissed her as he patted the hand on her pussy.

"It'll keep, darling," he smiled at her. "Just have it good and hot by the time I get back."

"Pleaseeeee… darling! Don't do this to me!" she begged as he slammed the door behind him, then she opened her legs wide as possible and thrust another finger into her cunt. "I need a cock! Ooohhh… my God… I need a hard cock!"

CHAPTER TWO

Tom had already left for work when Barbara rammed the third finger into her seething tunnel. She was desperate and there seemed to be nothing else she could do. Tom had left her wanting pussy burning and itching for the past two weeks. She'd frigged herself with her fingers a few times but it hadn't really satisfied her. If it were possible to ram her whole goddamned hand into her snatch it wouldn't satisfy her. She needed a hard cock and she knew it. Any cock! Any size! It didn't really make any difference as long as it was hard.