Uk)Emma's brow was furrowed in concentration as she examined her work. Itwas good, she concluded, but missing something. She put down herfavorite pink...crayon and reached for the yellow: Mommy's hair needed tobe prettier. The little girl deliberately drew golden lines from the topof her Mommy's head to her shoulders. That was better."That's very good Emma," Miss Galbraith said, kneeling beside the tinydesk and smiling. The girl Emma had drawn a lovely happy picture with ahouse, a big sun and. But realizing the huge cocks she had taken that morning, she realized her vagina must have stretched out some. Either way, it did not take long for the shetland to burst through her cervix and sink deeper into her womb. Picking up speed, the pony slammed into her open thighs, pounding this thickening cock into her with no mercy. But little Ann held fast. Her body was finally reacting to the animistic fucking, her loins beginning to shake as her climax built. The pony’s cock was in all the way!. ... From the opening notes of the recital to the last C major chord of the twelfth Etude, Richard had sat riveted to the chair, amazed at what he was hearing: his piano teacher playing some of the most challenging music ever written. Live, and all at once! It was breathtaking, emotional ... and so musical.The end leader of the reel slipped off the hub and the grey flanges began to spin wildly. Richard pressed the stop button absently, his mind still sitting in a concert hall sixteen years. You name it, she probably needed to under a brain doc's care for it, along with a heavy dose of lithium, and other proper mind candy. Listening to her constant psychotic rants just made me want to shove my hands through the Internet to reach out and give her a hard shake by the neck.Our plans to give her medications that new extra added push was starting to look they would end up giving her more of a shove, instead. Already her drug abused sense of paranoia was tuned up to at least a nine on.