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Old 12-03-2017, 11:41 PM
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Default better. She lay in bed, not saying a word, staring up at the ceiling as John finished

better. She lay in bed, not saying a word, staring up at the ceiling as John finished
getting ready for work. "Well... bye, honey," he said lamely. Sally didn't say a word.
John darted out of the house, almost grateful to have escaped any further words with
his wife.
All through the time John was still in the house, Sally was aware that her pussy still
throbbed. It needed, and it wanted her to know. She rigidly suppressed it until at last
she heard the front door close.
Then Sally got out of bed, grimly determined to do something about her cunt.
Something that would at least temporarily satisfy her endemic horniness.
She went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. She bent down and rummaged
through the vegetable drawer, finally coming up with a long, thick cucumber.
She had spotted it the day before in the market. A perfect cucumber, with a smooth
skin and blunt, rounded ends. She had been unable to resist the impulse to buy it,
although neither she nor John cared much for cucumbers. Sally carefully washed the
big vegetable, using warm water, because the cucumber was very cold from the
refrigerator.
Then she went into the living room and sat down in the big armchair. She put the
cucumber down on the arm of the chair and lay back.
For a moment she did nothing. Then she began to think. To think about all the fucks
she could remember. To think about the many times hard cocks had slid up into her
twat.
The more she thought, the hornier she got. Her hands went to her tits, massaging
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