"What matters is what you think. You have to be who you are. You need to find who that person is and make friends with her. You can't live your life f...oling others about who you are. You'll only end up lying to yourself. That's something I've learned from going naked. It's opened my eyes to so many great things I had been missing before." She glanced at Cerise briefly. Cerise smiled back, coyly.Cerise had gone back to fondling Sally's breasts. She seemed fascinated with them and especially the. I inject warm water in your rectal area,And your insides are tingling and vibrating with recreation,As I fist you doggy style in your pussy concurrentlyEver so accurate! Ever so detailed! And ever so precise!For this gracious torment is mandatory!This sinuous torture is essential,And fisting you with depth is required!It is time for me to ream you straight up the ass!As I drench my breathtaking flesh bat in lube,And bathe my excellent tower in your dripping streams,I am entering your anal. My cunt is very juicy, my stomach flutters in tension. Has it been that long for me, that I'm as nervous as a first time school girl? He comes back out and throws himself down on his bed, kicks off his shoes and just looks at me with obvious need in his eyes..and his pants. I ask "do you still want that back rub?" Please, he says, voice low and husky, takes off his shirt and rolls onto his stomach. Hmm...maybe he really does just like a back rub...at first anyways. I'm a bit tipsy, the booze is. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My seven-year-old had apparently made up her mind that she wanted me to continue that forced anal-raping she’d just experienced?“Girls like what they like,” Denney said. “Just like you enjoyed throat-fucking the cock of a black forty-year-old man who had you and your daughter in tears.” He picked up Olivia and turned her around. My daughter’s ass staring me in the face now.“Pleeease, mommy.”“Okay,” I gave in. “Okay, sweetie.”Denney put her on the passenger.