Her white skin was covered with thousands of cutefreckles. The short and curly hair appeared almostunnaturally red, or rather orange, in the brightsun...ight.“Stop it, you horny little tramp!”“Stop what?” She started moving her hips to somepretended music and closed her eyes. Linda bent down,kissed her on the forehead and sighed.Linda was a head taller than Maria, but yet at least tenpounds lighter. She was a bit shy, except in Maria’scompany, and would rather spend. "sherry likes fisting. if that is what your asking, Mistress."Mistress grinned big and slid three fingers into My pussy slowly, making me moan softly."Good, because I like making My girls cum on My hands." She pumped her fingers a few times. Then added Her pinky and slid her palm slowly into me. Pumping a few more times. Then adding her thumb and pushing her whole hand into My cunt. Once inside me, she poked at my cervix. "Ever had your cervix fisted, My sherry?" Not Fisted, Mistress." I gasped. Besides, if she took a job, no longer having the time to care for Hannah and thusly having no place to live, she couldn’t even afford rent when working at a minimum wage job. Yet, this story isn’t about Susan Jill Parker’s life now. This story is about a real and typical experience that she had with a man when she was homeless four years ago. She’s had many experiences like this one, many much worse than this, but she chose to write about this specific experience because it relates to. Since you responded nicely, I will let you touch it for a minute.”As he heard Julie tell him that he could touch, AJ reached up with his right hand.Julie slapped it harshly and scolded, “No! Only with your tongue. I want to see if you know what to do.” She had a suspicion by the way that he was gazing at her womanhood that he had little or no experience. All the better to train him, she thought to herself as she watched him move closer to her with his face.Looking around, she saw a man walking.