No one usually wants to sit with me though." My head was still bent over into my hands.The person reached over to my upper arm but I shrugged them awa.... I said, "I'm sorry. I'm not very entertaining this morning. I'm hurting and I don't know what I did. Just let me be. I'll be back to being everybody's joke tomorrow."The person didn't touch me again. The person didn't leave but sat quietly beside me. I thought they might be crying, too. I just sat on the bench now leaning forward to rest my. She released her own clenched muscles and rose once again off Stacy's body. Inch after inch of rubber slithered out of her body. She halted at the toy's head and then proceeded to fuck herself on the dildo a dozen times. At the bottom of each plunge, her clit struck Stacy's bush, eliciting sighs from both women.When Helen stopped again, she ground herself against the other woman and wiggled her hips this way and that. This kind of play was arousing but wasn't going to be bringing either woman. I had a man put over a hundred of his tools in my pussy, another all of his garden tool handles, and I even had a farmer shove a hundred ear of corn up my pussy. I was even fucked by a German Shepherd once before a Dog Show so he would be calm for the judges.”I said, “Holly shit and I was going ask if you would let me watch you pee.”Jamie laughed and said, “Oh. No I can’t do that.” She laughed and said, “I’m only kidding, of course you can watch me pee. Should I do it in your toilet, squatting. Those vile, militaristic words—"Before she could finish Cindy had spun on her heel, gave the flag to Mike Morris and went up to the bench. Going around to the point where it was open, Cindy stood before the judge, performed the most graceful and elegant curtsy he could imagine and said, "Judge Callaway, my name is Cynthia Cartwright and I am delighted to meet you."Taking her hand he brought it up to his lips and kissed it gently. As he did Cindy's eyes widened in amazement and pleasure. "Oh,.