She started stroking it, her hand going up and down its length for nearly a minute before she seemed to realize what she was doing and stopped, slowly...withdrawing her hand. ‘I’m sorry.’ She whispered, shaking her head in confusion. ‘It’s fine. I don’t mind.’ I whispered back. ‘I’ve gotta go.’ She said abruptly, turning and walking out of our room, pulling the door closed behind her. ‘Damn.’ I swore silently. ‘What’s wrong?’ Jan asked sleepily from the next bed. ‘I just watched that nurse. .. This was primal, and frightening. It was a wildfire; something that ignited without warning and now danced away inside her, intent on gobbling up everything in its path until it left nothing but an empty shell.And Goddammit, it feels so good!Her anus seemed hyper-sensitive in a way that her cunt had never even come close to matching. Every time the big Belgian pushed his way into her, she could feel him filling her, stretching her. Every withdrawal felt like abandonment, leaving her void. The problem was she couldn't return the first article and get her money back. Betty Ann had been so pissed, she'd come back after dark and heaved a brick through the window of the offending store.Muttering to herself as she remembered the events, Betty Ann didn't see or hear the van as it approached. Pruett was driving slowly, being careful not to attract the attention of the law. "Two o-clock, see her, one with the great chest?" Got her. Wow, good spot," he paused, drinking the girl's. It was almost completely residential, with a single market and espresso stand in a wide spot in the road leading to the bridge. I did my shopping at the little place called Berry's Market. I bought a case of Corona and some limes to go with them. I'd had a lot of similar beer in the Philippines, and bought it more as a thirst quencher than anything else. I bought a bunch more cans of the frozen lemonade concentrate and a case of bottled iced tea with lemon.I found a bunch of nice fruit,.