It is this that had persuaded Sheila and myself to carry on. He seemed to have no problem with kissing and cuddling Sheila in my presence (Great!!). I... has always turned me on seeing them at this stage.So, Sheila and the lad cuddling, I then said I had to send off some e-mail.Went to the study, where I just stood and shook, imagining what might be happening. It is a feeling which is quite indescribable.About 10 minutes later, Sheila came to me and said that the lad was going home. And he went. She took it in her mouth, but was unable to get more than a few drops. I wiped the cum from her neck and let her lick it off my fingers. When we were done we lay silent for a few minutes, and then Shannon asked a question."Umm--can I ask you a question?" Yes." She turned onto her side, but I didn't move to face her."Why do you like to hurt me? I mean, why does it make you hard?" Hmm. I've actually thought a good deal about that," I answered. Now I did turn to face her. "I've been having. Back to reality I continued my walk round the corner where in the distance I could see the horse rider again,she had dismounted & was taking her riding hat off & she sat on a fallen tree trunk & tied her horse to one of the branches of the fallen tree,I edged myself into the hedgerow that ran along the old railway line & I crept slowly forward.It was a hot day & she had stopped for a rest,she was sweating from her horse ride I was close enough to see her sweat glistening in the bright sunshine. I love it when you wiggle your pretty little finger deep inside my secret place."Sandra rimmed the tight brown hole sticking high in the air with her middle finger. The sex-crazed redhead rotated her bottom like a prostitute greeting sailors coming down a gangplank. The young girl smiled knowingly for the unseen audience of Neferuptah and resolutely pushed her finger past the sphincter muscle and deep inside Rhonda's rectal cavity.The Detective sucked air into her lungs and gasped in sheer.