I don't know how long they fucked my ass with the dildo or what else they were doing. Maybe they were still sucking my dick, maybe not, all I remember...is lying back with my eyes closed and being completely taken over by the intensely pleasurable sensations I was receiving as the dildo stroked in and out of my asshole massaging my prostate. My right hand fingers were still in Jen's pussy, that much I do remember. At some point I opened my eyes and looked down to find that is was Jen who was. . .’ A ‘Shoshana’ file on my computer held her deliciously warm and readable emails. Was I smitten? What do you think? After dinner at a Malaysian restaurant in late December, before she left for a family gathering, I surprised Shoshana with a Hanukkah gift, a two-CD set of Cajun and Zydeco music, reflecting our interest in world music and her knowledge of French. She called me from an airport a few days later to thank me. I doubt she understood what a huge emotional leap I had to make to buy. We needed the money. I was numb. No one ever is prepared to receive a phone call telling them that their father has had a stroke and may not recover. I really longed for Jim to be here for emotional support. But I would have to handle this crisis myself.I arranged to pick up Bryan, at his high school and then we both headed home to pack for the trip. Bryan was a few weeks past his sixteenth birthday, and was in his sophomore year in high school. Bryan looked shocked when I described what had. Edward stood his penis looking massive as he lifted the cat menacingly from the table she had not seen the whip discarded and distractedly her mind wondered where it had gone.Her eyes followed the leather lashes in his hand hypnotised as they described their first arc, this time they landed on her right breast removing both skin and the single nipple peg, for Maggie the pain was such that she would have screamed herself horse had the gag allowed her so to do, she knew though that her body was.