" Lisa, when we were, uh, making love you didn't want me to put my fingers in you. Is there something wrong?" I was thinking some physical ailment or ...njury that might need tending to."Yes, sort of. My ex brought home a vibrator, one of those long silver tubes, she was using it on me, you know on my clit, and then she pushed it inside me, hard. I was a virgin and it hurt, it really hurt. I screamed and yelled for her to pull it out but she laughed. I was hurting and bleeding and I wanted her. I focused on her campsite. I saw her gently push Rob against a tree, kiss him lightly and unzip his jean shorts. My pussy responding to the site of her about to give my boyfriend head. I got wetter thinking about how he believed this was a random woman sucking his cock. She put his cock deep in her mouth and began to move it back and forth. His hand lay gently on her bright red hair. My hand found my hardened clit, while my other hand found my hardened nipples and began pinching. My eyes. She suddenly heard a metallic click from behind her. Her heart stopped as her breathing became rapid in an attempt to start it again. She gulped down fear as she heard a voice."Well, don't that beat all? A little nigger bitch breakin' in my place in a little harlots dress. Mmm mmm. Turn around nigger whore. She slowly turned around, her face full of fear. He pointed to one of the few pieces of furniture in the room. A velvet looking couch that was colored an array of oranges and reds. There was. Actually, there was not much investment into that area in the United States and he was seriously thinking of moving to either mainland China or India where the regulations were less important than results. He had set up a laboratory in the Canadian side of Niagara Falls to avoid the pitfalls of mind-boggling restrictions that permeated the entire country with an oppressive air of interference. His previous successes with the Bengal and Siberian tigers caught the eye of a company with roots on.