I say succeeding, because I don’t think, judging from what I’ve heard, that anyone can quite ‘replace’ her. We eventually plan to set up a com...une of sorts, though you won’t have to live there to attend the church,” I laughed as intimated about my new family that had adopted me as their head.“Yeah, sugar, everyone here knows about the Bottoms. That’s just the way that they’ve been, as long as I can remember. You date a Bottom girl or guy, you know what you’re dating, what you’re getting into. She touched something and suddenly I was cumming again. she kept the pressure on that spot and I kept cumming. Squirting all over her face, her breasts, my legs, the floor, everywhere.She removed her fingers and I stopped.Now I will add your access ring, lette said.Again I felt her finger against my anus. She slowely worked my ass open and then pushed something inside. It hurt, it really hurt, and I couldn't close my anus. It was being held open by this thing, obviously this was the access. We all just stood there, jaws agape, eyes bugging clean out our heads!She was fine as frog hair split three ways!Once again I scanned her form top to bottom, my peepers taking extra time on the bottom. The junk in her trunk was USDA prime, I'm dieing if I'm lying, her ass was truly superb.Her honey colored hair was bee's nested on the top and flowed to her tiny waist, her neck was willowy and graceful and held the most angelic face I'd ever laid eyes on. The twin B-bombs that adorned her chest. It got to the point where... it seemed tobe taking over my life. It seemed my only pleasure.So I stopped it for a time. Then came my teens and my lack of a sociallife, forced me to call on this again to create the illusion that I wasreally hot shit. People would see babes leaving my room and talk ofwhat a stud I was. Of course in the end I always failed to live up tothat... So I dropped that pathetic joke. I managed though, to take outmy resentment for my less than memorable teen years by.