"Oh, God!" she moaned almost out loud… her tongue felt thick and there was an excess of saliva in her mouth. Her own touches had aroused her almost beyond control, and she knew that she really needed more than this to satisfy her… much more!

Beside her, John snorted and grumbled something in his sleep. Instinctively, Carrie's hand moved sideways to touch his rock hard thigh. She had touched him like this so many mornings of their long marriage but this was the first time she felt this sense of desperation. John had always told her that one day she would go too far… and this time she had! Her fingers slipped quickly between her husband's thighs, and to her surprise, instead of finding his outsized penis in a state of sleeping semi-erection… she found a raging hard-on! Her fingers were electrified by the feel of its hardness and its girth, and setting aside her original curiosity about the reasons for her husband's arousal, she set about increasing it. Deftly, she moved the thick foreskin all the way back, feeling the sleek round head of John's prick grow taut as it swelled up still more.

"OH!" Carrie gasped, as she felt him stir beside her. He grunted and shifted his hips up a little, forcing his cock through her hostly enclosing fingers. It slid upward into the air, grazing against the covers of the bed.

She saw John's eyes spring open, and wordlessly, her own implored him.

"Oh, John," she thought, "if you only knew what I've done with our daughter's husband… if you only knew!" It seemed to her at the moment that by making love with her husband she might be able to erase the other love-making in which she had so shamelessly indulged. John's wildly rampaging cock in her belly would wipe out the memory of that other… those others!

Rising up, she rapidly tore away her night-gown, revealing the full curvaceous beauty of her body.