One woman was older, perhaps fifty five. She had severe features that were made even stronger by dark lipstick and long lashes. Her body was enclosed ...n a tight shiny dress that covered her from neck to ankles allowing only occasional glimpses of her stiletto heeled boots. In her hand was a wicked looking cane that had been dyed red. The second woman was perhaps twenty. Plump and large breasted with a round pretty face that was heavily coloured with pink lipstick and lighter shades of reds and. ’ Immediately her fingers were delving between Batgirls inner thighs, lifting the butterfly slightly and squirming around between it and Batgirl’s sensitive inner lips. With a little grunt of satisfaction, her fingers flicked at something under the butterfly and she withdrew them quickly so that she could ease it back into place. Batgirl had been trying hard not to let the delving fingers excite her too much, but almost immediately there was a powerful burst of vibrations on her clit again and. She fought to retain a semblance of consciousness, with a varying degree of success. He had sent her soul to a place of pure bliss, and she struggled to share herself with him in this rapture they were both visiting. Somehow, they managed to remain in that little piece of heaven for an indeterminate length of time, knowing that it would eventually release them from its intoxication, and yet wishing it didn’t have to be that way. As their bond slowly release them, she pushed her muscles to keep. However, Rose had the nagging worry that she had been left barren when the proprietor of the Baltimore establishment had her have an abortion when she was eighteen. It had been a butcher's job, done by a drunken midwife, and she'd bled for days afterwards. She had just assumed that this had damaged her too much to have children.Unlike the last year, the winter had not yet arrived, but Jim had made sure they had enough firewood for the cast iron ovens of which there were five in the house; even.