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That tingle! That damned itchy tingle between her shivering thighs was worse tonight! Lois Faddis let out a long hissing breath through her teeth, smoothing her fingers over her belly. She stood there in the living room, her eyes on the mantle clock. Ten-thirty. Her daughter Marilyn was out with her visiting niece Debbie. They’d be gone for a while at the theater, leaving her alone … all alone.
“Ohhhhh, God!”
It had been that way for nearly five years now. Five long years without a man, without sex! Lois let out another low moan, rubbing her icy fingers over her upper arms. There, she had said it! She had admitted that she needed a man. Her cunt was so tight, so hot and wet that it hurt, actually hurt!
At night she had all those dreams of men chasing her, pawing her, tearing off her clothes and flinging her to the ground. And then in an orgy of brutality they all fucked her-their cocks long, hard, filled with the jizz she needed.
It was then she would wake up, sitting bolt upright, her dressing gown soaked with perspiration, her cunt swollen, hot, pulsing, her half-inch-long nipples itchy angrily.
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