He stopped trying to put his finger in, but he did keep slipping it up and down between my lips. I started moaning again, and was starting to get lost...in the feeling when I felt something greasy push up against my ass-hole. Before I could stop him, he slid his finger, coated with Vaseline, up my poop-hole.” “Oh my god. Really?” “Yes, really. And the thing is that it felt good, at least in my drunken state. And because it came so quickly and as such a surprise, I didn’t have time to tense up. Bruno moved over to his favouritecorner and settled down to sleep. Moving over to my dresser I opened one of the draws and took out a few ofmy toys and put them on the bed, turning the light to low I removed the towelsand got into bed. Lying on my back I slowly started to explore my body with my hands, startingfrom the neck down, just trailing my fingers slowly down towards my breast.I traced the outline of my breast and working my fingers in circles moved towards the nipple. But I wanted to. I gave them a few reminders the following two times they came. From there, I would keep running my fingers through their hair as I made them keep getting off as long as they sat as still as a statue. It surprised me that the one who was bouncing off the walls waiting for her turn was the one that never twitched, not even the first time I made her cum. I had to stop after two minutes since she was about to pass out from the amount of energy her body burned through as she came. I started making. " Something tells me Ashley's mom will make sure that won't happen," shesaid, glancing towards the back where Ashley was teaching Angela thefiner points of ingredient measurements. "She promised she'd make sureAngie didn't stick her head in her computer and forget to take it out.My guess, she'll be eating at Ashley's place more than yours most of thetime." Actually," I said as I remembered our conversation from several daysago, "I forgot, Angie's going to be leaving pretty soon after she.