I started licking her asshole. It had a bit pungent smell but I didn’t bothered and kept licking her there. Instead I was enjoying myself licking he... shit-hole.She was moaning harshly. I kept stretching her ass more and more and tried to insert my tongue more inside her asshole. Then I inserted a finger inside her asshole and slowly started finger fucking her. She was moaning in deep pleasure and bit of pain. As I was concentrating on her asshole I noticed that she had her fingers on her clit. If such things are illegal in your area, stop reading now.If such things offend you, please seek professional counseling.Immediately.Author's warning: This story contains inferences to incest. In no way doI condone the actions of some of this story's characters happening inreal life. And while some of this story is fantasy, some of it reallyhappened. This is a story I feel compelled to tell, regardless of howpainful it is to tell it, or to read it. All I ask of the reader is alittle. Her breath caught in her chest, making it heave, her shoulders hunched, her breast pushing into each other, the bra bringing her finger harder against her nipple. The scene on the screen so descriptive, the emotions running though the main character seemingly real in the way the author chose to write it. The scene was just what she had wanted to portray for herself. The unrealised dream, the fantasy that makes her gush, and the one her husband hasn’t made a reality. She almost couldn’t finish. ’ ‘Are you saying Elizabeth is gay, she’s a…’ ‘Lesbian, yes I am. Oh! and everyone calls me Lizzy now Harry, so you might as well too. Hi Mum’ Harry turned and saw two stunning willowy blondes walking in. He stared in fascination, as Susan smiled and raised a hand. ‘Wow, look at you, wow. Just wow. Well introduce me to Perdy then?’ Harry walked over to the taller girl and stretched his hand out. Her blue eyes sparkling and her grin broadening she appraised him thoughtfully. ‘Ah! you must be.