"Oh my god! Freddieeeeee..." she moaned as I slowly moved my finger in and out. I wanted to take my time, get her body used to it. The last thing I wa...ted to do was hurt her. "More?" I asked, my thumb coming up to rub her clit. She whimpered, and as she arched her back again I licked over her neck. "God, more, please..." she begged. I added another finger, but held still as I noticed the way she hissed in pain. "Hurt?" I asked, worried. She shook her head. "A little," she responded. Her hands. "Kissing her neck and shoulder, Ben eased his way inside while Hilly tilted her hips to make it better. She was still soaked and open as his head spread her wide. Then she lifted her top leg to lay across his thighs to give his fingers room to help bring them together."You feel so good," he whispered into her hair as he rocked his hips to inch his way inside."Oh, God, the goosebumps." When he reached her depths, his curly hair brushing against her ass made her shiver in his arms and he wrapped. "I will be," he assured me softly, his fingers toying with my pussy. He gripped some of my hair, angled the scissors carefully, and - snip - the first cut was made.Instead of letting the hairs drop, he carefully set them on the edge of the bathtub. "I'm going to save those," he said, with a bashful grin."Can I have some for my scrapbook?" I asked, touched that he'd thought of that.Snip. He added another clutch of hairs beside the first. "Sure. Those are for you."I loved the feel as he slowly. "Cindy grinned, "I'm sure you know which ones besides the original art pieces."I blushed as I thought about the framed photos of my sore ass."Maybe we should rent a POD. That way we can pack up all that stuff and store it and when we are done, they come, pick it up and deliver it to where ever Marion and Dan want it."Roz, suddenly exclaimed "Oh, what about all the toys and bondage furniture. Sure would not want the new tenant..." I have an idea. We get a new high security lock and a sign that.