The fingers inside me feel strangely good, and my breathing gets heavier. The lady giggles, ?God?s such a little dirty slut we have here.? A...ter a few more moment of fingering my asshole I feel her hands pull away and then a cold metal against my asshole. I look down but can?t see what?s between my legs now. She pushes with the object I feel the speculum slide into my asshole then stop once it?s in all the way. When it is the woman giggles again and squeezes my cock, the pre-cum. My sense of hearing was blocked and I could feel the water slapping the back of my neck. He face fucked me harder and faster and caused my gag reflex to kick in every time his dick poked the back of my throat. I was only aware of his cock filling my mouth, my own throbbing cock and twitching hole.Suddenly I felt two hands on my shoulders followed by a hairy torso rubbing against my back. The hands slid down my sides, gripped and massaged my butt cheeks, stroked my hard dick and moved up, and. Why now? After so long, why is he dredging all of this up? Is he doing this just to fuck with me?Well, it's working. After nearly an hour of his songs taking me for a ride on an emotional roller coaster, I miss him. I miss his raspy voice, his mop of curly hair, the smell of his Gucci cologne. I miss sipping coffees at the Beachwood Cafe, taking bubble baths together in my giant tub, discussing the books we've read, trying to teach him French. He told me I was the first girl he truly loved. I. Sophie’s bedroom door was ajar and the light spilled out onto the landing. I did not want to disturb her though she had seen me in nighties lots of times before so I was extra quiet going past her room. I glanced in as I passed and saw she was on her bed with her sister Zoe. That was no surprise, what did surprise me was that the two girls were kissing each other deeply and Sophie’s hand was under her sister’s dress and obviously fingering her cunt.I stepped back very quietly not wanting to.