CHAPTER SIX
Plagued with self-condemnation over her lesbian affair, Pam was even more eager to be with a member of the opposite s*x. Surely, the feel of a big hot p***s inside her violated p***y would erase her terrible guilt and make her feel normal again. She longed to forget how Joyce Miller's warm tongue had swirled deep inside her cuntal opening, how the woman had flicked across the sensitive nub of excitement nestled within the inner folds of Pam's p***y.
The tortured housewife ached to forget that she let another female suck her enormous breasts, arouse her, and make her c*m. And she longed to blot out the memory of her own mouth encircling the lovely brunette's pale t**s and berry-like n*****s and how much it had excited her to suck on those small but perky mounds of flesh. Pam w
