The palm of my hand pressed tightly against her hard clitoris, stimulating that, too. It was a way of transferring my pain to her - but not as pain, ...ut as pleasure. And she came. Yes, all the old cliches about the woman's moanings and cries for "more" are all true. How else does one decribe actuality? But this woman I knew was different and sure enough, as I expected, I felt around my now aching fingers in her cunt an increase in moistness as the warm flow of the now augmented juices that I. Kate and I had been going steady for about two years when she got an opportunity to go to Venice, Italy for a year. She'd always wanted to go, but she said that she didn't want to leave me for a year. After much convincing on my part, she ended up going. Conveniently enough, the same day Kate flew out, Riley's lease ended and she needed a place to stay. Apparently Kate had told her she could stay with me until Kate got back. I found this out when I came home from work and saw that my bathroom. I feel fine I think... I have a little bit of a headache, and I'm not sure what's going on" I manage to say."Your programming is going VERY well" she says into my ear, her voice dripping with satisfaction."I don't understand" I say, more confused than ever.Just then my laptop dings, and it's a link to a video online. "Watch the video" Girlfriend says, and the phone goes silent. She's hung up.I click the link and wait for what seems like an eternity for the video to buffer. Finally, it starts to. The hand felt like it was tearing her apart. But at the last second, her flesh about to split she felt her rim grip over his knuckles."Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." The sphincter was closing around his wrist, his fist inside her."Oooohhhhhh Goddddd!" It felt like she was sitting on a flag pole. Grimbald had done it. His hand was inside her tight rubbery void. He tried to open his fingers but her muscles forced them to remain in the aching cone shape.She groaned, the sensation of a hand in her ass.