My middle finger almost squirted from your hot, soaked cunt as the first pre-orgasmic contraction hit your hips. I moved it down to your ass and tappe... at your pucker, looking for any relaxation to make my insertion. But you were starting to peak, and I didn't have any more time. I firmly but gently pressed inward with my slippery digit, and felt the tight clench give way."UUUUuuuunnnnnnggGGGGH!!!" you cried out as my finger slid in to the first knuckle, then to the second knuckle on my second. Ghost memories of kisses crawled coldly over his skin under his clothes, despite the heat of the day.The lesson passed Thomas by in a haze. He couldn't concentrate on anything he was supposed to be doing and every time his eyes wandered they ended up in the same placed. Fixed on Sera. Of course, Sera was never looking back, always out at the window or down at the page that definitely wasn't what he was supposed to be working on. But there was a flickering in his chocolate brown eyes that. Yet another exciting thing occurred during this time, and that was when Paula told her husband that she wanted a baby, but not just a baby, and certainly not his baby, but Habib's baby; a baby with an African pedigree!"I want a black c***d, Stefan," Paula had said. "And I want it be Habib's. Okay? Please? I really,really want to have a baby with him!"Stefan wasn't really surprised to hear this. He'd suspected that something like this was more than likely to happen; deliberately, or just by. You have to work within that. So if you can’t scare them off, what can you do?”“Leave, I suppose. But I didn’t have anywhere.”“You understand about self-image? Self-esteem?”“Vaguely.”“Everyone depends on the people around them for their opinion of themselves, to some extent or other. So these guys can make someone feel too worthless to leave. Like it’s not safe or even possible to leave. It’s a trap.”“It did make me feel worthless. They didn’t even ask, in the end. They just assumed. Though I.