Another new sensation, this was even better, she went limp, his finger hit a spot that sent quivers through her, her hips instinctively moved forward,...they whispered in her ear, the first time she heard their voice"were a skirt tomorrow" that night after her shower she lay in bed, thinking about drama class, her hand went between her legs, for some reason it felt so good, it was all she was thinking about. she started to rub that special spot, she couldn't help herself, rubbing faster, the. She caught a few words and knew he was repeating the limits. There were some questions in different voices and one was loud enough for her to hear. "No pictures? C'mon. Just of her pussy." Mike replied and she could tell the guy wasn't happy. After a short dispute she heard the door open again and someone left.Annie relaxed even more. Mike was going to make absolutely sure her limits were respected. She didn't care if the men respected her as a person. She wasn't a person. She was a body to be. " The solution surged anew when she released the clamp. A few seconds later he protested anew. "Uhhhh! It's too much! I can't take it!" "You stop that fussing!" she snapped. "You need to take it all and hold it in you!" She slowed the flow somewhat, and in a short while the bag gurgled as the last of the solution went in. "Ow! Ow! I'm cramping," he complained. "The cramps only last for about ten seconds," encouraged Regina. "Try rocking back and forth while you're holding it in." Her cool. She made us get our clothes on and sent Albert packing, not even threatening to call his parents, though he did worry she might do just that, until I saw him the next day and reassured him that wasn’t going to happen. He asked how I could be so sure, and I just smiled at him…But for the moment, my mother proceeded to sit beside me on the couch, and began to ramble on and on about how it was her fault, she should have done something before – she wouldn’t say before what, but I knew she meant.