I felt warm juices running down my fingers, more prevalent than before. She let out one last heavy breath, and subsided. I heard her say, that was th... best one I have ever had, as I was look at the wetness on my fingers. I had always thought that I became more wet than any other girl, but my sister proved me wrong. There was a wet spot on the bed, and on my fingers, there was a white creamy substance mixed with clear juices. Damn. I showed her my fingers and she told me that a little more that. I just know that I try to be a nice guy,” I said."Well, you have my vote already. Not everyone would have been so kind and risked their job like you have. I've been thrown out of other buildings in worse weather than this. I had to go to the hospital once because I got really sick. It was cold and wet just like tonight and I had to scrounge for something to eat in the dumpster. I don't know if it was the ‘Garbage Can Surprise' I ate, or the weather, or both, but I got very sick," she said.I. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You like this don;t you Anna? Hmm, tell me the truth." "Hell yes I love this. My pussy is needing relief Mister." Her hips began to buck and hump against my leg as she begged for more. I plunged my fingers into her tight hole, extracting her sweet juices before rubbing them around her asshole. Then like before, sliding them back between her lips while my thumb kept pressure against her bunghole. With each probe I pushed deeper inside her, and her hips. It was terrible, Travis. Shocking and ... and terrible." A lot of kids have to go through some kind of teenaged rebellion," I offered. "I mean, Juniper told me you were a kind of latter-day flower child yourself." It wasn't like that," Mary Jane said. "It wasn't a rebellion. It was just -- odd. Juniper was a model student, and around the house, she acted like a model daughter. And she got along great with Franklin, and they developed this sweet, easygoing relationship. It just seemed ideal in.