For her part, Cathy found this new experience one of huge sexual stimulation. She had never before imagined her arsehole being violated, now she crave... it.“Oh fuck. More, I want more, fuck my virgin arse,” Cathy moaned, as she ground her pubic mound into the pillow.Only too pleased to give her more pleasure. Tom slide a second finger into her lubed arsehole and rhythmically fucked it.“Oh God, more, give me your arse-fucking cock!” Cathy pleaded.Tom slid his fingers out and looked at the. ’ Black moved forward till his face was just behind Lei’s left ear. ‘Fooood,’ he exhaled. Lei cringed. It was a ghoulish sound. ‘It worked, they said,’ stated Black. ‘The council stopped feeding me, and yet I didn’t starve to death.’ His work on her wings was progressing swiftly. It seemed he was getting better at it with every spot he covered. ‘I don’t remember eating their food, though. As far back as my memory reaches, I’ve caught my own. I don’t know why I stayed in the village for as long. She’d come to the doctor to tryhypnosis, hoping that she’d be able to get over herhang ups, but in the end had been unable to. The memories of her husband were just too much for herand even the hypnosis that Dr. Gosman used was unableto over come her fears. In the end he’d gotten Eddy tofuck her while she was still under and had given herthe same instructions, that she’d always remember whathad happened. He felt that she used those visions likehe did, while she fingered. ”Ami uthe bose amar blouse ta khule phellam aar tar por braer hook khulte khulte Amit ke bollam, “tue tor jama khule ne.” Amit nijer jama khule phello aar chunre dire phele dilo. Jama khule amar blouse aar bra amar ga theke khulete khule dilo aar bollo, “ami tor mai gulo te chumu khete chai aar tar tor nipple gulo chuste chai jato khan na tor dudh beroe.” Amit amar mukhe chumu khete khete niche nabto laglo. Amar gola, mai pete aar tar po sayar oopore ese ruklo. Amar gud theke ras kat te suru.