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Her deft fingers moved round and round her hairy cunt, testing and probing her tender fuck meat. She let her pussy hairs brush against her long nails in a teasing, pleasing sort of way. She intentionally pierced her cunt crack again and again to massage her swollen clit and make the rigid fuck knob pulsate with a mind-blowing rhythm.
Alone and naked in her bedroom, Rita spread her legs wider and stared up at the ceiling. It had been a week since her husband funeral; yet, she still couldn’t believe she was a widow. Not at thirty-five! She was as gorgeous as ever, with big round tits, a flat belly, slim waist, and firm round hips and ass. Tall and graceful she was, with long shiny black hair and coal-black eyes that made her appear sexy and mysterious. But there was no longer a husband to appreciate her charms.
It just wasn’t fair! Even if she could replace her husband’s charm and sense of humor, she knew she could never replace his big fat prick. A thirteen-inch cock only came around once in a lifetime. And now her husband was gone forever. She would never again feel that big prick shooting off inside her, like a damned water hose.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.