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Wild thoughts of a perverse nature ran through her mind. She had visions of being raped. Or, if it wasn't a rape scene, then it was a wild orgy. As Paula lay stretched out in bed, her eyes closed in dreamy contemplation, she envisioned a long line of male studs servicing her. One hand strayed down to the hairy cunt as she gently teased it.
Ralph would be on his way to his job as a salesman for Apex Steel Foundries. But she would be entertaining a host of virile men. Men who had cocks and knew how to use them. Who knew how to make a woman tingle with ecstatic titillations!
Paula remained in bed for a while and then decided to get dressed. She showered and returned to the bedroom naked. Standing in front of the mirror, Paula took sexual inventory of herself.
She was twenty-five years old. Jet black long hair that cascaded over her shoulders. Round firm melon-shaped tits that stood out proudly waiting for someone to do justice to them. A slim waist that tapered down to slightly extended hips. The flat stomach that dipped down to a hairy covered slit between her thighs. A pussy that was in need of a lot of love and affection.
Paula patted the thick curly bush. "Don't worry, honey, one of these days, you'll get more than you can use!" she murmured.
Wild thoughts of a perverse nature ran through her mind. She had visions of being raped. Or, if it wasn't a rape scene, then it was a wild orgy. As Paula lay stretched out in bed, her eyes closed in dreamy contemplation, she envisioned a long line of male studs servicing her. One hand strayed down to the hairy cunt as she gently teased it.
Ralph would be on his way to his job as a salesman for Apex Steel Foundries. But she would be entertaining a host of virile men. Men who had cocks and knew how to use them. Who knew how to make a woman tingle with ecstatic titillations!
Paula remained in bed for a while and then decided to get dressed. She showered and returned to the bedroom naked. Standing in front of the mirror, Paula took sexual inventory of herself.
She was twenty-five years old. Jet black long hair that cascaded over her shoulders. Round firm melon-shaped tits that stood out proudly waiting for someone to do justice to them. A slim waist that tapered down to slightly extended hips. The flat stomach that dipped down to a hairy covered slit between her thighs. A pussy that was in need of a lot of love and affection.
Paula patted the thick curly bush. "Don't worry, honey, one of these days, you'll get more than you can use!" she murmured.