I looked down and the room fell away until there was nothing left but the exquisite sensation of her kneading the head of my cock with her muscular tw...t and her hand gripping my shaft nice and tight. I knew I could not hold out much longer. Mercifully, the timer went off and she pushed me away. My painfully erect cock slid noiselessly out of her. She laid back on the couch and spread her legs again, holding open the lips of her tender hole with both hands as I knelt in front of her, cock rigid. In fact, as i learned afterwards, she had come into the toilet to take a lump of clothes she had kept there for washing later … And she couldn’t have come at a more awkward, or appropriate, time!As i looked into her face, i saw that she was not staring at me, but was staring at my penis, which had attained its maximum length by now. She was not looking at it with disgust, or revulsion, but with a strange expression of longing that i had never seen on a woman’s face before (except for porn. She moved her extra shotgun shells over to the pockets and then strapped her knife back on her leg. Kirsten got a different sling for her shotgun that let her put more ammo places on the strap and have it fit better for running. She walked over to see what her dad was doing with the bobcat kitten.As I got Leigh ready, she whispered, “Kirsten just found out that tickling herself between the legs makes her wet as if she peed now that she got some hairs and her chest started to grow bigger. Seeing. 'Thad didn't answer as he raised her short dress and roughly drew her panties down. He shoved 2 fingers into her snatch and grunted, 'Even a dog would know what that slit is for, twat-face!' - and he stirred her pot a few times before removing and goring his fingers up her entrails while she softly squealed.'Amazing, bitch! You're mighty tight back here for such a loose cunt of a fuck-toilet, and, yes, you're a cunt in the shit-hole, slag!' he said.Beyond the inspiring belittlement of turning.