She knew. She tried turning around but couldn't quite make it around. I was now so fucking excited. She then pushed out toward me, as if to push me aw...y. Now my fellow frotteurs, I ask you, What more exciting thing can a woman do to us, than try and push against our blood-engorged cocks when we're doing our obscene thing to her ass? So she pushed and I trusted, and we were at it, very slowly and discreetly, but very intensely. As our little power struggle was on, I noticed a guy claim the ass. Once all the way inside, that is when he starts his brutal attack. He fucks my ass so hard, I feel my knees slipping off the stool. I have to grip so hard onto it, so I don’t fall off. It’s the hardest anal fuck I’ve ever had, but it feels so deliciously good. Dave is the roughest by far, but I do love the way he fucks me. His hands are in my hair, using it as leverage to pull me back onto his cock. He’s so deep inside my ass, I feel as though he is going to split me wide open like a peach on a. Then one day, in between her normal periods, Jan saw the blood in the toilet before she flushed. She hadn't felt very energetic for months, and now there was blood. Scared and wishing that Warren wasn't off on another run with his truck, Jan made her way alone to the doctor's office while Lizzy was in school. Two weeks after her unwelcome discovery she was in the critical care unit and weakening fast. She was diagnosed with cervical cancer that had been caught far too late and was advanced. A leaf, still green and hale, drifted down and swirled to the ground in front of her as she made one of many frequent pauses to listen and search the woods ahead of her. Kat stared at the leaf for a minute, trying to figure out why it distracted her so.It was a green leaf. Not a dead leaf, or an insect eaten leaf whose purchase on a branch had been compromised, but a live leaf.Not daring to even breathe, she let her eyes move upward, scanning the branches of the tree above her for as far as she.