Now, she moaned as she finger-fucked her cunt and slid another finger into her asshole. Yes, he'd certainly shown her the ropes. By the time they split, she'd become an expert in every area of fucking and sucking.

She trembled now as she remembered how she used to kiss Steve's juiced-up cockhead, working her tongue-tip into his tiny jizz-slit. Then she would open her jaws wider and wrap her crimson lips around his huge knob.

God, she'd loved it! She writhed on the bed as she thought about it. She pressed her cheeks into the pillow and shivered as she pretended she was about to suck his pulsating tool into her succulent lips. She would swirl her tongue lovingly over his prick and he would grab her hair. He would mutter obscenities that would turn her on even more.

Now the horny divorcee squirmed from side to side as she imagined she was actually pushing her lips down over her ex-husband's dick and feeling his cockhead lodge in the back of her throat. The veins of his cockshaft pulsed and by now he'd be on top of her, pumping his cock in and out of the ring of her lips.

Linda moaned softly as an orgasm began tickling her twat. She humped forcefully, causing the bed-springs to squeak. Her entire body tingled as she pretended she was bathing Steve's cock with her saliva.

Her cuntjuices streamed out of her pussyhole and drenched the bed. Wild flames of sensation engulfed her. Right about now Steve would come, dumping his load of jism into her mouth.

She came again when she pretended her lips and tongue and teeth were coated with Steve's spunk. She stabbed her fingers in and out of her gash and licked her lips. She could almost taste the pungent flavor of Steve's fuck-cream. God, how she missed it!

And then she collapsed against the pillows, her heart pounding and her breathing ragged. It was all a dream. All a damn dream! She didn't have a husband anymore. All she had were her two hands and an occasional fuck with someone one of her girlfriends fixed her up with.