It was only when Jack came home, frustrated by an unyielding date, that he'd give her a signal, and then they'd head for his room. It was during their periods of s****l privation over these past three years that Jack's bedroom, or hers would be the center of their hot, craving action. Then, with her legs wrapped about him, Jack would have his hot, hard c**k driving in and out of her, plumbing into her depths. Finally, he was gladly emptying all his hot surging loads right into her snatch.
Then had come her affair with a married man, but this had ended as quickly as it had begun. Then she had returned to Jack, had found him waiting for her.
But they both knew this, too, had to end.
Now, tonight, Jack had finally called it quits. In the midst of trying his locked door, she remembered
