So I have two daughters now?" We wanted to try it mom! Jenny sounded almost strident. I mean, we'retwins already, so why can't we be sisters too?" I s...ppose, it's just... If thats the case then Kristen needs her ownpanties and bras, you know that we don't share those, so why don't we hitthe mall? Find her a few things she'll need. Lets see how good a girl sheis!"I wasn't planning on that, but mom insisted, so out we went. My sisterwas holding my hand for security I think. Silly me, I thought. And that squatting position somehow helped me even more. So, gradually, I felt my asshole opening more and more under the pressure of my hand. I was inside just before the knuckles... that limit I was never able to pass, that limit that made me ache each time I tried. That time though, I felt different, squatting made my ass more... accepting. And, as my heart pounded more and more, inviting...Then, finally, my lovely hole gave way to my hand, and while I gasped and moaned with extreme. Unos días después, en una fiesta con los del trabajo, mientras estaba en el baño, escuche a varios compañeros de trabajo (obreros en su mayoría) diciendo, "si la secre se emborracha la clavamos entre todos", hablaban de mi. En ese instante fui poseída por un morbo que no podía controlar. Por las siguientes dos horas fingí tomar mucho y estar ebria, aparente quedar dormida de borracha y alzada me llevaron a acostarme en una habitación. "Si está bien dormida" se preguntaban los 3 obreros que me. My head almost exploded from the tension, and I stood up again, unable to sit still. The lines reformed, and the Patriots steeled themselves for the final onslaught. First down. No gain. Second down. Incomplete pass, as I howled for a penalty on an illegal tackle. Not forthcoming though. Third down. No gain again, with a poor running option seeing the Running Back crunched in a heavy tackle. Fourth and final down now, seconds remaining on the clock, and only one option left. The field goal..