He fingered my ass, inserting his fingers in to loosen me up. He had fucked my ass before, so he knew how to get me to loosen up. It didn’t take as ...uch tonight since I was already so horny. He slid into my ass. I heard him as he groaned, “You’re so fucking tight. It feels so good.” As he slid deeper into me I couldn’t believe it could feel better, but each inch further he went in brought new sensations. The feeling of two cocks in me was one I had never experienced before, but was bringing me. The sight of my lipsticked pussy reminded me of what was happening. I closed my eyes to compose myself so I did not see the hand that struck me across the face seconds after I closed my eyes. ‘I don’t think I heard your answer slut’, she hissed and I quickly blurted out ‘Yes Mistress Marsha’ . I watched as I said it and tried to prepare myself in case she was to hit me again. But instead of a slap she deliberately reached down and slowly caressed me, sliding her fingers along and into my. "She started to push around Sally, who lifted her hands and placed them firmly on Meg's chest, above her breasts."Stop" she said.This certainly wasn't the Sally Meg knew. Sally didn't have an assertive bone in her body."I want to know," said Sally softly. "I just want to know what it was like. That's all." I don't understand," said Meg."Meg, look at me. I know I'm not attractive, like you. No man has ever even kissed me, much less anything else. I know I'll die a spinster, never knowing a man's. She had a horse trailer on her van. We went to their home above Mendocino. It was high enough to be above the ubiquitous FOG. There was a lot of commotion about our four kittens. We got the great news that Anne was pregnant. We spent two quiet days on the ranch.Fred and Elizabeth Olafson took us back to the Little River Inn. Sally was glad to see us again. She apologized to Beth and Mira Spio. The inn was not centaur-compliant. They had to use the park for their bathroom. We were able to eat in.