. about it anyway.The wet grass felt soft on her back as she used one hand to manipulate her already- throbbing clitoris while two, then three fingers...of the other hand pistoned in and out. The moonlight glistened off the secretions coating her fingers, and she became aware of how wet she really was. Cheryl could feel not only the wetness on her fingers, but how it seemed to be literally oozing out and dripping down her lewdly splayed thighs. She hoped that her new Master would soon use her for. I gasped and tried to move away but he just gripped my hips harder and continued to fuck my little virgin ass with his tongue. My surprise was quickly replaced with pleasure and I relaxed and arched my ass up even more. I then felt him ease a finger inside me, it hurt at first and I thought about asking him to stop. Then his finger pushed in me even further and the pain was replaced by a wonderful, full feeling. He kissed all over my ass cheek as he moved his finger in and out of me, opening my. If he got any more, he needed to start losing some.I have an Excel workbook that I keep track of plot developments and characters in. At the end of LNDtH1, I already had a cast list of 236 characters. That spreadsheet included names, when they were introduced, and a brief description. I’d decided to start releasing the series as eBooks and the names I’d used for several characters just wouldn’t fly for that. So, there was a column for name changes. There were nearly thirty spreadsheets in the. You say wow you have all that money, how can you not be happy spending it. Well at age 50 I am sort of set in my ways, I dont really fit in with the very rich. They sort of look down their noses at me, because I was not born a blue blood. I dont fit in with my old crowd, because of my wealth, and they all figure I should help them out. It took a couple of years to get everything all straightened out. Within a few months after the reading of the will, Joyce and I sold everything, and move down.