After getting the tip of my finger nice and wet from her pussy, I worked it up a little and gave her tight butthole my sole attention. I rubbed it ba...k and forth, teasing it until I was ready to slide it inside her. When I pushed my finger against her sticky hole, she pushed back and my finger slipped in. This produced a loud moan from Heather as she started moving her hips to match my finger sliding in and out of her tight ass.Heather was breathing heavy and loud at this point, as my finger. "Remember, be honest, because if you lie now, your punishment will be much worse."Rose started to cry softly. This was the worst moment of her life. She had tried so hard to be a good person all of the time, and she wracked her mind trying to think of anything she might have done.And then it came to her. Four years earlier, she had stolen some potatoes from her neighbour. She blushed with the memory - her family had been hungry, but she still regretted it. She had confessed to her neighbour and. She quite liked beingappreciated as an attractive woman.He went over to the sideboard and poured them both a large whisky andthen stopped at the stereo and picked through her record collection. Hetook the stack of records off the spindle and put a record on the platterand lowered the tone arm to it.A slow song began to blare out of the speakers, Up Where We Belong. Johnlowered the volume then took the drinks back to the couch."Here; drink this," He offered the drink to Michelle.Michelle,. I just began to feel like this over the past couple of days.”There was a lot of kissing and touching and licking and for the first time in a long time I fondled her non-breasts instead of just paying attention to her fantastic nipples. I had noticed that they were slightly swollen and while I was pressing on her right breast, I felt something.“Sasha, hold still and raise your arm over your head.”She did and I pressed with the flat of my fingers and felt ... lumps.“Sasha, feel this.”“What?.