.. this couldn't be happening to her, that's not what she wanted, it was more like in a bad dream. Pleeease, let him disappear - I won't dress up any ...ore, never!! Too late, she was in the game now and the hands that had caressed her buttocks slid in her asscrack now, pushing the G-string to the side and exploring the surroundings of her asshole, stroking over it again and again. Suddenly she felt something wet on her ass. He licked her cheeks, then moved along her crack until he came to her. To my great surprise, the lady started talking with the girl, asking questions about her, where she hailed from, about her parents, brothers, sisters and more — all this David Copperfield kind of crap, as Salinger phrased it so succinctly — everything that is, except her name, and the girl answered haltingly, needing prompting ever so often and crying now and then, when the memories became too much for her. She was 13 years old. She hailed from Königsberg and lost her parents on the trek. The first one born became Alyssa and of course the last one became Zelda. Last being only three minutes later.My wife died in a car accident when the girls were twelve years old. She hit her head hard on the steering wheel and was pronounced brain dead. She was an avid supporter of organ donors so the doctors kept her alive another day and sent out the word about a thirty-one year old woman having just died and not from any disease. Thanks to the organ donor network many people were able to. My emotions were running so high I felt betrayed and angry but so so f****** turned on.The girl in question looked so so f****** sexy, she was on her knees between between his legs so I couldn't see her face to start with but she had long legs wearing lacy knickers, bright white knickers, her bum was so perfectly round and and it bounced against her heels every time her head bobbed up and down on his hard dick, from where I was I can see she had big tits they were much bigger than mine and they.