The two calls were interesting, in that Reyna did most of the talking. Pleading more accurately described it. She was vague in her demands and Roberto...was noncommittal in his replies."She's a junkie," Harley came forward to say. "I've heard that type of neediness before. She's strung out and looking for a fix." I think Harley's right," I said. "She'll probably be willing to spill the beans to anyone willing to take care of that need."We flagged the data showing the phone and lease for Reyna's. I went to her home in the morning at 9 o clock where my angel opened the door she was well dressed in Punjabi and just came from bath also she had a head bath and asked me to sit and went inside to bring water. I sat calmly in sofa but could not control by seeing her swinging ass as this is my day went towards her from behind and hugged her from back wow! What boobs! God they are so soft. As I was playing with the boobs, my manhood was touching her ass and rubbing it meanwhile she turned and. Once more she stood alone in the circle of stone but now it glowed with an intensity that she could not begin to perceive of her worldly self. The all enveloping warmth took her and carried her down and once more she lay but this time the covering beneath her was soft and enshrouding, gentle fur that stimulated a new the feeling between her legs. Only the gentle gasp of breath on her neck caused her to move her face away from the fur and to gaze into limpid pools of the bluest azure. “My child. I stopped suckling just long enough tosnatch a deep breath and bear down with my tummy muscles, and I felt myanal sphincter obediently dilate. I grunted as I pushed harder."She's doing it!" Brenda cried, her joyful tone tinged with pride. Asemi-solid log of excrement slowly oozed out of my straining back door,and Brenda patted the growing lump in the seat of my nappy in approval."Look, girls! She's doing a lovely big poo in her nappy!" That's wonderful! Good girl," Annette cooed to me. "What a.