Your beautiful vagina, Karen purred, sliding her forefinger in the orifice in question. Mmmm, sighed Judith, feeling her friends digit push up into he... womb, Its all yours! Right this way mdear, Karen said, holding Judiths hand and leading her out of the bathroom and into Judiths bedroom. Neither had indulged in sex with another woman before, until last night, but Karens sexual activity in the heterosexual realm had been rather more prolific than Judiths, and so even though Judith was normally. One evening around 7:00’ clock in the evening I was waiting for a bus from said pet to St. Thomas mount, as I want to go to Alandur. Its wintertime in Chennai so it’s very dark at this point of time. I approached a bus, which was fully packed, and everybody was pushing to get inside. I managed to get into the middle of the bus and hold the seat rod for help. I suddenly noticed a lady of around 30 yrs standing next to me; she was married and was looking stunning in her tight sari. She was having. Oh, if only she’d known that she had it all along, we could have put it all behind us.” He was desperately weeping by that time and I was afraid the old man would have a heart attack right there on the phone and I’d have another estate to settle.“Is there a story behind it?” I asked.“Oh yes, a story,” he said. It seemed that was the right thing to ask because he settled right in and started relating the most improbable tale I’d ever heard.“Back before the first World War in about ‘07, golly,. Completely naked and being raped by tentacles, throat making her vomit, she cried, tears dripping down her cheeks, mascara dribbling, the tentacle pulled out and valkyrie gagged and coughed, spit covering her cheeks and breasts. The tentacles behind her were ravaging her small tender pussy and asshole and she cried, trying to spread her ass a little wider to stop it from hurting as much but instead another tentacle appeared and started rubbing on Valkyries hand, the tentacle in her ass tenses,.