George, Harold… She begins to suspect the answer is beyond her reach. She sends out fingers of desire, need, thought- tries to project them into her...past, pull out something stable. The images seep through her fingers like fine sand peppered with doubt. Irving, Johnothan, Kenneth, Lyle… She has a deep envy of the living. She is tired of her half-existence. She is tired of being sad, tired of not even minding that someone her age should grieve. And in the thin bony box of her head she. Once again I was stuck on his knot for ages but once he pulled it out he turned to lick me so I held his face in position while his long tongue cleaned me out.One of the guys poked his dick in my face so I just opened my mouth and he jerked off onto my tongue, another quickly followed and the dog got away, two of the other guys fucked my pussy before I could move away but the other one couldn’t get it up.I crawled over to the corner where the dog was and the guy came up behind me and started. Then she ordered me how I was feeling. I nodded with a bit hesitation “fine”. She asked me that I wants more chocolate. I said, “Yes” happily. She gave me a Chocolate named “Diary Milk”. I stopped me when I go to eats that. I asked her “why?”She told me that she would give you more lessons about chocolates. I was in over-whelming state so I agreed with her. She lied near me in the bed with her bra and skirt. She kissed me passionately. Suddenly she bitted my lips I started to cry. She consoled. The thong was one of my go to favorites that is a t-back with a small patch that barely covers her twat.Downstairs by the roaring fire, I had blown up our air mattress and positioned our inflatable wedge for her to lay face down on. It props her ass up nicely and made for a great view for my cameras to film her exposed body. Her big surprise of the evening was what she was going to be stuffed with. I massaged her thighs and ass while she warmed from the flames at her side. I teased her pussy.