She was still in the realm of sensations. Then he tenderly pressed of those fingers against the anal ring and it entered easily. It was well-lubricate... with Jane’s own juice and the sphincter was loosened a little. When the finger entered the girl’s rectum, Ted asked, ?Like it, Cum Slut?? Like in a trance, Jane’s mind was shattered. She didn’t give a care what she was told and done. The girl was having the time of her life. She bit the backrest of the driver’s seat in pleasure as the finger. She makes a fist in my hair and wrenches me back like she’s using a leash. It works so well that she doesn’t ever need to put one on my collar.Next she’ll start retracting the device from me, and she’ll do it very, very slowly. The ache it leaves behind in me will be the perfect blend of dull, sharp, constant and pulsing. An ache that will be angry at what caused it, but at once it will desire more. Of course, that wish will be granted as she returns her cock to me just where she wants it. She. “Maybe we’ll end up hiding on her land. Eating her leftovers.”The young boy wasn’t so sure. “I read somewhere that she still lives in the same house she grew up in, in the same neighborhood and all. Unless she was already rich?”“Nah,” Paula shook her head. “She was middle class; I read it in a magazine. And that means she wasn’t rich and she wasn’t poor. Probably the same as us, or at least close.”Paul looked around.“This place is a mess,” he said, “but whoever used to live here was richer than. Would you like some iced tea?” She directed the question to Opal Anne.“Yes, that would be lovely, thank you.”The woman turned and in the booming voice of a drill master she bellowed out, “Martha! Three iced teas!”When she suddenly yelled so loud, both Opal Anne and I almost jumped out of our skin.“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said in that sweet vice again. “As a midwife, sometimes I need to be soothing and sometimes I need to yell over the caterwauling that women make when they give birth. How can I.