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Elaine was 44 and a still slim 5’ 6”, with short-cropped dark hair with odd grey high-lights.   She hated feeling the need to cover up the grey.   It made men look “distinguished”, but as a woman in her forties, people seemed to dismiss you.   She was firmly of the opinion that as a woman reached a certain age, she gradually became invisible.   Elaine had married young, and had two wonderful kids.   Tom and Susan were 19 year-old twins.   They hadn’t always got on, but what brother and sister did?   They seemed to be getting on better than ever at the moment though.   They must finally be getting over the sibling rivalry.   Sex had gone off the boil with her husband Michael over the last few years.   Elaine still had as much of an urge as ever, and didn’t think she’d ever lose the need to orgasm daily, but Mike just seemed to want nothing more than the weekly fuck they’d become used to.   On the one night a week they did it, Mike had all the enthusiasm he ever had, but Elaine needed it more often than weekly.   The couple had fully explored their istanbul travesti fantasies over the years, but sometimes it was hard to keep the excitement when your bodies were so familiar.   Elaine couldn’t and wouldn’t complain.   She knew that most men would have been unhappy at the relationship she shared with her own brother.   She and Paul had fucked off and on since Elaine was 18, and even now they still shared their moments once a month or so.   Mike had even joined in on more than one occasion, but not during the last couple of years.   She thought that now, Mike was secretly pleased that Paul was helping to keep her satisfied.   She’d always had a high sex-drive, and masturbated daily.   Unlike most women, she adored pornography, and had a decent collection of erotic literature.   She’d recently discovered internet porn, and loved nothing more than watching the girls on web-cams, strutting their stuff for the voyeurs tuning in.   Her part-time receptionist job meant that she got to spend plenty of time at home on her own, istanbul travestileri with a vibrator her laptop, and bottle of lubricant.   Comfortable with her sexuality, Elaine had discussed the birds and the bees with Susan at an early age.   She’d even provided her daughter with a DVD on how to gain sexual fulfilment, plus a vibrator for her eighteenth birthday.   Of course this was a private present that Suzy’s dad and brother knew nothing about, but Elaine was a firm believer that sexual contentment was central to a happy life.   She had managed to keep a relaxed and open relationship with her daughter, and was proud of the fact.   Despite the kids being grown-ups, Elaine still did all the washing and cleaning for them.   She supposed that whilst they lived with her, she always would.   She knew Suzy had been sexually active for a while, and trusted that she played safe.   Tom had been going out with a girl for a while, but Elaine wasn’t exactly her number one fan.   She supposed it would be difficult to accept anyone was travesti istanbul good enough for her boy.   Tuesdays and Thursdays were Elaine’s days off work, and those were the days when she’d sort out the washing, and more often than not, sit in front of the computer for a couple of hours.   She’d soon strip to her panties behind closed blinds, and rub her clit through the fabric of her underwear.   She’d then find a webcam she liked the look of, and arrange a private session.   She’d tell the girl what she wanted to see her doing to herself, and would mimic the action on screen.   She particularly liked watching them push their fingers slowly into their anus.     Elaine loved anal, probably because that was what Paul liked best.   She had a butt plug that she’d sometimes wear for most of the day whilst she did the housework, feeling the warm rubber pressing against her bowels until she ached.   The blessed relief when the plug was removed was often enough to bring her to the brink of orgasm on its own.   The most gentle of flicks across her clitoris would then send her into fits of shivering, with electric pulses passing from the centre of her body to the tips of her fingers and toes.   She’d always got very wet when aroused, and from an early age Elaine had become addicted to the taste of her own pussy juice.

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