Once you were too drunk to care, and the other time, you enjoyed it, but couldn’t get over the thought of having a dick in your ass, so you wouldn�...t let me try it anymore. Now I think you are enjoying the pain because I hear you grunting around my cock as his length in your bowels makes you feel like throwing up, but my cock is stopping you from doing anything with your jaw. John is now working his cock in and out of your ass hard and fast causing you to go all the way down on my cock as you. I want to see the letter and I want to see you mail it."I was incensed. "Don't you trust me? Have I ever lied to you about anything?" I asked. Did she really think that I might say one thing and do another?She came to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I've never known anyone that I trust the way I trust you. I'm sorry. You don't have to show me the letter."I sat down at my computer and typed the letter to Karen.Dear Karen,I've met someone. I will describe her with one word: trust.. I was soaked at this point and my clit was dying for affection. Finally his fingers made their way to my sweet spot and started rubbing it in circles. It felt amazing! I took a hand and unzipped his pants. His monstrous cock jumped out at me. I had never seen one so big before and it felt huge in my hand. I started stroking it as he led me over the edge fingering me. My body tensed and I could feel myself contract around his fingers while letting out a soft moan. After it subsided, he pulled me. He violated her moist, heated slit with the tips of his fingers and her brain reeled. Nancy knew she had to but she couldn’t seem to galvanize her muscles into, action. She felt weak and loose. Yet the saline kind of tension she’d felt of late was now building in her nervous system, demanding release.She whimpered as Barry fingered her tense clitoris, sending sharp, hot impulses racing through her. It was as if she were caught in thick, oozing quicksand, immobilizing her resistance.