She was a lusty woman with physical needs that weren't being met. She shouldn't have to be here now, caressing her own cuntmeat. She was a married woman, with a husband right down the hall. It wasn't fair!

Her juices flowing, she finally touched her throbbing clit. God, how good it would fed to have a good stiff prick piercing her cuntflesh!

Closing her eyes, she began humping her ass up and down as she rubbed her clit and stroked her tits. She pressed her thighs tightly around her hand, mashing her other hand over her bouncing boobs.

Remembering she had a candle in a drawer nearby, she got up and rummaged around for it. She'd used it for masturbating before, plenty of times. She found the thick half burned wax and lay back down on the sofa, pushing the candle inside her pussy-hole.

God, it felt good! It was a cliche, but it still felt good. Just like her old maid schoolteacher, she thought. No prick to play with so I use a candle!

She slid the candle in and out of her wide open gash, rubbing her cunt and shivering with lust. Moaning softly, the brunette began a slow masturbation of her cunt.

Her cuntjuice flowed and soon her fingers were drenched, with her thick whitish cream. The candle made slurping sounds as she pistoned it in and out of her hungry cunthole.

She continued to use her other hand to tease and play, with her tits. She rubbed and caressed first one stiff nipple and then the other. God, how she wished she could suck her own tits!

Rocking her hips, she imagined she was getting fucked by Lloyd Parish. Yes, that's the one she thought. I'll have an affair with Lloyd Parish. She pretended it was his cock in her cunt now, sliding in and out and teasing her clit.

She held her cuntlips open and fucked the candle in and out of her pussy while she whipped her clit. She felt the first tremors of her orgasm and in a moment waves of hot pleasure were coring through her body.