When he abruptly stopped, she cried, “Please…Master, please, don’t stop!” Belle squealed, when she felt his finger, slimy from her cunt cream...press firmly against her puckered brown back hole. She tried to shimmy away from his invading digit, but her bonds allowed her no room for movement. Little did she know that her movements distracted her enough for him to sink his finger deeper in her ass. Finally, her sphincter, fatigued from its battle with beast’s finger, relaxed, and he pushed his. You know, when you are super horny and need something to help you through the horny time you can never find something that works. I looked all over the garage, but nothing else jumped out at me as being right for the job. My husbands prized MG was parked over to one side of the garage, top down, looking real good. I looked inside to see if there was anything in there that may help me out, and I saw it, the gear shifter – nice hard black ball at the end about 3 inches around, on a nice 12. " But you didn't," I said, even though I probably knew what was coming next."There wasn't really one person to pick," he said, disappointed. "The code-breaking was sort of a team-effort." What about Turing?" I asked. "He's the one everybody remembers from the Bletchley Park team." I was twitching in my seat and I could feel my skin tingling. This was the most exciting conversation I'd had with a student in my short teaching career. I could almost see this reactive boy growing into a thinking. It was a warm day and she knew a stream with a pond near where she grew up. It was barely accessible behind an abandoned farmhouse. She’d fucked out there a while back with another boyfriend.We had blankets and food and beer and water. While we set up Judy pushed liquids on all of us and cautioned we had to let her know when we needed to pee. The she stripped and jumped in the pool. “Come on in guys. It’s great.” I was cool with it but the other two, who had also just met, weren’t sure. Judy.