But there are still too come. I ran my figure in the full length of her ass crack right from the waist line to the edge of her asshole. It was as if I...found a new destination.Without much due I stuck my middle finger deep inside her asshole pulling her further close to myself. Her boobs squeezing over my chest, our smooch getting hotter, I gave deep stocks with other hand pulled her leg up to create the space that I was looking for.Once I was in I removed my finger which came out with a squeak.. I was confused at her behavior and was speechless.Later in the early hours of night after dinner I casually sent her a sms saying “hi have you finished dinner” prompt response arrived saying “Go ask your rajita why asking me oh my mistake you sent me ah” I was like mad seeing the sms and gave no reply. (had a internal smile on the situation).Later after a couple of min on no reply from my side she sent me a sms saying:Sneha: Oh this means its true you sent it by mistake??ME: No yaar you are. It was as if he was genuinely schizoid, only he was not. Though it was still a point in question, whether or not he should have kept his sanity after everything that had happened since the day he and the Trader had formed an Exchange."Why are you talking aloud about this?" Sam asked puzzled, but not scared. He really didn't think there was any reason to be scared when the Trader took over. His face then suddenly spasmed and the Trader was now blaring out loudly, veins sticking out from his. There never had been anything sexual between each other, but we did see each other naked as we slept together like that and wrapped ourselves around each other for warmth, but because of the nature of what we were doing this for, I let her and felt a sexual bonding with her, as I looked into her face through my own hooded eyes.I willingly raised my hips so she could pull my knickers off, and raised my feet onto the edge of the mattress and opened my thighs as she smeared peanut butter over my.