"Is it me or have all the discussions with my mother centered around anal matters since that cursed night?" Andrea pondered with melancholy.----------...---------"It is still too early for the next one Andrea", declared her mother assertively with a stern face.Mary examined her mess of a daughter and let out a sigh, knowing perfectly well what she was going through. Repeated brutal interactions had let her to become less and less sensitive. Andrea was currently presenting clear signs of. The negative side should be obvious and flows directly from the positive. Still, the s**ttered moments of sheer exhilaration should not be denigrated. One morning of a trip, a friend called me early knowing that often I’m a very early riser. We long had enjoyed calling each other in part for the scratching of an itch not readily susceptible of amelioration otherwise. She could be most accomodating like the time I called when she was in bed between fucks, proceeded to recount for me in. “Zoë! I need to pee,” I pleaded.“And I need to shower,” She retorted. She had been about to roll her eyes. Her cheeks flared red, “Oh my God! I can’t believe I need to get used to privacy again.” She exited her whisper into a giggle, “Pee quick. I stink.”“Get out of the door,” She hurried aside as I rushed in.“Don’t start or finish with Connie,” Zoë was counting on her fingers up until nine. I was laughing, it was all manipulative advice she was giving me as we headed out the door, “But don’t. Unfortunately he comes up with a simpler solution, she rips it open and pulls the petite garment down, revealing Barbies pussy. NO! she yells as, terrified, she watches him reach for her inner thighs. She cannot help but yelp as she feels his rugged fingers come into contact with her labia. In a final attempt at escaping what will undoubtedly turn into rape, she tried to keep her legs glued together. Unfortunately, the apes powerful forearms soon force them apart, giving him unrestricted access.