Moaning and quivering, she bucked her hips and rocked her ass as her entire body spasmed in her first orgasm. She continued masturbating. One wasn't enough. One orgasm only served as an appetizer when she masturbated.

She withdrew the candle and substituted three fingers in her cunt-hole. She fingerfucked her pussy and fucked her cunt. Again, her body spasmed in a gut-wrenching orgasm, from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.

When her second climax tapered off she slid her fingers out of her gash and began to move them over her come-filled pussy mound. She played with her cuntlips while she thought about Lloyd Parish. She wondered if he'd really call her. She didn't have the nerve to call him. Besides, she knew he was married and she didn't want to start that kind of trouble.

She wondered what his cock was like. She pictured it as being big and thick and she tried to imagine it sliding down her throat.

She pictured other things too, things that Herb wouldn't do with her, like fuck her in the ass. She'd been trying to get him to do it for years, but he wouldn't hear of it. He said it was unsanitary and disgusting.

She moved her free hand under her ass and into her asscrack. She found her little asshole and drilled a finger inside. She moaned with the pleasure of it. Rubbing her cunt, she fingered her shitter as she swayed back and forth on the sofa.

Closing her legs tightly around her hand, she squeezed her thighs together, rubbing her cuntflesh against her wrist.

She opened her legs and jammed three fingers back inside her gaping cunt. She pretended it was a cock and she bucked her ass up at her thrusting digits.

Stretched out on the sofa, her tits jiggling and her fingers fucking her cunt, she came again. She spasmed convulsively, her body quivering and trembling and finally falling still.