.I entered the library with a full complement of coffees and chatted for a full half hour with the staff on the desk before heading for the stacks. I ...ad no inkling as to what I wanted to read, my tastes are fairly eclectic ranging from thrillers to horror to comedy; pretty much all across the board. Gradually I worked deeper and deeper into the rows of shelves. I was very near the back of the library when I entered one of the last aisles. The books on the shelves were a haphazard of subjects.. ” Anita stated. “I felt pretty sluttish… It felt good!”“You’re not a slut!” Sharon joked. “Maybe a little whorish… but not a slut!”“I guess the next thing was the handle of my hairbrush. That was good for a long time. The end was rounded and tapered, then got larger again and tapered back down near the bristles. I could push it as deep as the bristles and keep it inside without holding it with my hand.” Anita explained.“Wow… cool!” Sharon exclaimed. “So, did you just kneel on the bed or. My gentle lovers had been forced to enforce my cruel discipline. It had been the right thing to do, but it still hurt.As they felt the sorrow and remorse I was feeling, they, too, began to cry, helping me to grieve. We sat together, holding one another, supporting one another, loving one another. A fucking Kodak moment, if there ever was one.Finally, our tears and sobs lessened and stopped. Kleenex appeared and, to a chorus of honking that would have made a flock of geese proud, we cleaned. She removed her nighty over her head and we both are nude. she is sitting in the bed with her legs wide open and I was kneeling down, w/ my face near her pussy.I inserted my middle finger in her cunt and grinded it against her walls. I inserted one more finger and grinded harder. She moaned and made sounds. I made a circular motion inside her cunt faster and faster.,Her Moans became more and she filled my hand w/ her juices’She moaned ‘yes..yess..faster do faster u bitch..’. I got excited and.