But it was not enough. Compared to the great rod of flesh that had so deliciously stretched her vagina such a short time ago, the panting young housewife knew that her one finger was ridiculously inadequate. Desperately she inserted another finger, worming them around in a wild pattern as far up into her burning vaginal depths as she could reach, then beginning to slide them rhythmically in and out, her hips rising to meet them in an obscene motion as old as time. On and on she thrust, her head beginning to twist and turn on the pillow as her passion mounted, her eyes half-closed, staring out unseeingly beneath her long silky lashes. Once Jack groaned and rolled over in his sleep and the startled young woman froze, certain that she would be caught in her sinful act, but in a few seconds her husband was once again loudly snoring, deeply anesthetized by alcohol and sex.

Feeling her cunt flowering open in greedy desire, the emboldened housewife put in a third finger, then fucked them lewdly into her shuddering loins for a seeming eternity. In and out the rigid fingers flashed, wet and gleaming from her heated vaginal secretions. Finally, the lewdly twisting young blonde felt it coming, her desperately needed orgasm. It grew far up inside her heaving belly like a building tidal wave, bigger and bigger until she knew it would break over her in exquisite bliss any moment. But the straining young woman was unprepared for the white-hot bolt of energy that shot up from her contracting womb to expand her already swollen breasts, then back down again to ricochet wildly over her spasming loins. She had to stuff her free hand in her mouth to keep from screaming out her ecstasy while her hips jerked up hard against her pounding fingers, once, twice, three times, her stomach muscles sucking in convulsively.