It looked tight and almost puckered. I spat on it a few times and the widow let out a yelp of surprise as my wet dribble landed between her ass cheeks...She asked me what I was doing; but I just gently began running my finger around her ass entrance, teasing her tight ring and making it wet.Barbara mumbled, clearly enjoying the feeling of my finger teasing her ass.Suddenly she said that her late husband had never fucked her in the ass…But I smiled, still running my finger around her knot. She. But he didn’t tell her that. There wasn’t any reason to let her worry about it. He wasn’t going to. He changed the subject. ‘So what do you think about the note?’ ‘Uneducated guess?’ ‘As if you’re uneducated,’ he scoffed. She glowed at the compliment but didn’t mention it. ‘I’d say he’s trying to goad you into making this personal. It’s addressed to you, he wants to see if you are smart enough to catch him.’ She paused and looked at the note again. ‘I would say that he wants to see how many. I might be playing in this game and I have reason to be nervous. I think what I am, is 'amped up', as in excited beyond belief."Andy smiled and said, "We both have the jitters. Were you able to eat? I couldn't even think about food." Of course, I ate. How about we fix you some scrambled eggs and toast? You need food to keep going and be the leader today." I'm okay, the guy who has to be the leader on game day is Joe. I stay in the background and take notes for what to do during the offseason. I. My whole body moved back and forth against the wall. I had never felt anything like it, and there was nothing to which I could compare it. Especially, I think, was the thought that it was a taste of forbidden fruit, having a perfect stranger’s cock inside me in my own bathroom…I heard him begin to moan, deep sounds escaping his throat. I turned my face and he kissed my lips, while still was pounding me. I felt one finger sliding inside my asshole. I screamed and cried in pain, but he continued.