When I could no longer stand it, I would jill myself, sometimes for more than an hour, having several orgasms to quell the raging storm between my leg.... When I craved something inside me, I would use warm butter or oil and a banana when I could get one or a squash from my garden. Though I loved my orgasms and looked forward to them, there was nothing like human contact. I loved having Phillip inside me, filling my hot, slippery fanny, especially when he ejaculated in me. I loved that the most.. The room quieted. She paused another fifteen seconds or so, and I wondered who had taught her that or if it was instinctive. She hooked her right foot behind her left, but I could see that her knees were a bit wobbly. For the first time, I noticed that she had pretty big feet; perhaps she was not perfect after all."Good afternoon," she said, and then she cleared her throat, put on her gold-framed half-glasses, raised her arched eyebrows and said, a bit louder, "Good afternoon. I am Andrea. He then turned his attention to me, with his hands on his hips he dryly stated, “How unexpected to find me a witness, what shall I do with this little sweet morsel?” Feeling defiant and actually not as scared as I should be I replied, “I’m sure you will do as you will for a crazy psycho that you are.” He looked at me with quite a shock expression then rubbed his stubbed chin. Like a striking snake, he reached down grabbing my hair and hauled me off to the kitchen. I could hear frightful. All the films were about a BBC. She was already wet just by watching the big dick. She realized that she will not survive the other challenges and asked him to stop.He said rules are rules. But internally he was thinking of getting her fully addicted to sex. He started the next challenge. He started moving his fingers along her body while she sat in the bed wearing a lingerie and a robe. He started with her ears. He touched her earrings and started caressing the back her neck.He just did this.