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Torrie's Year

... It was so very delicious, so big; Torrie didn't want it to end, not caring if someone came into the restroom. Five minutes later it did end. Torrie nearly climaxed when Ronnie filled her mouth with his seed. She almost coughed it out, some of it spilled out of her mouth, dripping off her chin. His load was enormous. The rest she swallowed, savoring its taste, having never tasted semen before. She sat up on the toilet seat, out of breath, wiping her chin with the back of her hand and then licking her hand clean. "Sorry again," Torrie said. "It's fine, you did your job. I blame your husband for not having taught you already," Ronnie taunted. Deep down Torrie agreed, nodding slowing. "I need to go home," she said pushing past Ronnie. "I'll take to you," He smiled. ******************** The ride home was quiet. Torrie was feeling a mix of emotions. One of them was confusion when Ronnie didn't ask to come in, she was sure he would want to continue their fun. Instead he gave her his number and room number at the hotel. Torrie nodded and thanked him, putting the number away in her purse. A few minutes later Torrie was looking in on her sleeping son. He seemed so peaceful. Guilt flooded over her, telling herself she'd never do anything to ruin her relationship with him. She headed down the hall to her bedroom. Sitting on the side of the bed, she touched her lips, thinking about Ronnie's massive cock spewing semen into her mouth. She was so embarrassed, but also aroused, more aroused ...

... than she had ever been. Shaking her head she threw her purse down, shut her bedroom door, walked over to her drawer to fish out an old dildo, and then climb back on bed, removing her dress as quickly as she could. "Ahhh," she whimpered, on all fours on her bed, reaching around her, sliding her six inch dildo in and out of her pussy. She came in minutes, thinking of Ronnie's cock, imagining it pulsing inside her mouth, wondering what it'd be like to have it inside her. Right after she came, the reality of what she had done hit. She started crying, tossing the dildo across the room, the tears flowing, while she lay on the bed. After regaining her composure, she put the dildo back to its hiding spot, put on some pajamas, and proceeded to cry herself to sleep; only waking when John stumbled into bed around one am from the job. Chapter 4 Torrie attempted to rid herself of guilt the following week. She spent as much time with her son as she could, having no interest in John, feeling that her son was the more important figure in her life. Every night they sat on the couch together. Eddie asked her if she was ok, Torrie simply responded she was going to miss him when he goes off to college. Eddie shrugged, happy at the extra attention from this pretty woman, putting his arm around her holding her against him while watching TV. By the following Friday, Torrie felt a little better, looking forward to her son's football game. Eddie was already at school; John was working late, so Torrie ...