I knew why she did the things she did. It was amazing!"Tony, the senior who was playing John, the other lead, came up, "Beth that was great! You had m... convinced. Um," —here it comes, I thought to myself— "So do you think you could do it tomorrow night, too?" I crossed my fingers."You mean for real? In front of an audience?" I could see the old Beth trying to incite a panic attack. "You know ... I think I could ... Should I do it, Tommy?" The new Beth can do anything. Remember the girl in the. I did not get even a single private place where I can masturbate and reduce the hunger of my pussy. During bath time my fingers used to drill deep into my holes. This continued for a couple of days after that even my fingers could not quench my thirst. Day by day I was becoming mad for sex.I came to know that once we see the taste of sex we can’t live without it. I was eagerly waiting for my husband and finally he arrived there after one week straight away I ran to him and hugged him and I did. One was a woman and she immediately came over to the little girl while the sheriff corralled the man, begging him to do something about his broken arm. The woman went down on her knees opening her medical case and started treating the little girl."What happened, Sally? Did he get drunk and beat you up again?" I don't know why Daddy hit me this time, Miss Mertie. I was only telling this fella about Sparky, and Daddy just up and walloped me. Then this fella stomped him when Daddy grabbed him. He. You’re gorgeous.”I didn’t feel gorgeous. I felt dirty and ashamed. My body was laid bare and had grown wet to his touch. “Shhh. Just let it happen honey, there we go” he said, my body giving up on fighting and dissolving into tears.He let go of my hands that now fell limply to my sides, and he positioned himself so that I felt a tight push on my pussy lips. It took moments for the pressure and pain to fully be realized, and as it did I felt my hole be filled with him. It was too big, it.