“Now, please. Finger me,” she ordered again.He sucked one finger making it wet, then rubbed it around her pussy before moving towards her ass. As ...e gently circled her ass-hole with his wet finger, she moaned in pleasure. surprising him as he had expected her to complain.Feeling that he could now be more adventurous, he pressed harder and slowly his finger slid into her ass. Clearly enjoying this new sensation, she pushed against him, encouraging him to explore her anus with his finger.The. Hawkins was driving when they arrived, and after stopping for a back-slapping welcome from the campground's manager, a one-legged retired lumberjack named "Stump" Moran, he personally guided the vehicles into place for the night as they arrived. Sleeping arrangements were something her new employer had failed to really explain to Sarah, but she wasn't actually concerned, for Mr. Hawkins was obviously a harmless enough old eccentric, all wound up in his animals, busying himself like a leathery. He’s a murderer.”“That’s news to me, Miz Soda. Do you have proof?”“Your Honor, he confessed at the hearing,” The irate Soda responded.“Miz Soda, that’s not my understanding. I have a transcript right here,” the judge held up a thick file.“But ... But ... But...”“Miz Soda,” Judge Holland interrupted. “Both a Grand Jury and a Coroner’s Inquest say otherwise. Further, you are no longer on the school board, and if you continue to so represent yourself, I will hold you in contempt. Sit!”“Mister. “So Carlos is all done with you?” Santiago inquired, a cruel grin spreading across his expression. “Looks like I’m next in line.”Angelina stepped back in fear. Santiago chuckled. He didn’t really mind sloppy seconds, and he had an entire menu of cruel perversions he intended to inflict on the troublesome girl. In the darkness, her hands fumbled under her dress. Santiago took a final casual drag on the cigarette before tossing the glowing butt aside. When he looked back up, he found.