CHAPTER THREE
Ann's entire body tingled and glowed with s****l bliss as she went about her duties at the hospital the next day. She'd spent the entire night f*****g and sucking with Greg until his c**k and her p***y were raw and sore. In the morning, he'd screwed her again before she dropped him at the bus depot on her way to work. With her p***y completely f****d out, she figured it would be a while before she was as ragingly horny as she'd been the day before. Ann Watkins was very wrong.
By noon, the soreness in her p***y had worn off and Ann could feel that familiar tingling sensation that told her she was getting aroused.
I must be turning into a f*****g nympho, she thought as she glanced down and saw her n*****s protruding stiffly through her white top. I was f****d to pieces last
