It must have been a scary thought for a woman who had not taken a cock in her ass for a long time. When I slid a second finger into her ass the appreh...nsion on her face disappeared, morphing into the eyes half closed, open mouth, silent scream, oh-my-god-that-feels-so- good look. “It’s just my fingers this time.” I assured her. I knew it felt good. Sarah was shaking with each thrust of my fingers, and exhaling one constant low moan of pleasure. After pleasuring Sarah’s asshole for several. * *This time, Sophie took her fury a little farther. She made Flower wearher pink nightgown, and she fucked her for all the silly girl was worth.Again, she mounted him and sat on his face.This time, there was a diffference. This time, when Sophie bought outher strap-on, she didn't slide up her panties."You wear it," Sophie said to Flower. "You fuck me."And so Flower did. She had sex with her wife with a penis that was nother own. It felt weak and girlish, as if she were a lesbian, as if herown. And so it came to pass, that they sailed into Honeycomb Harbour. The Gingerbread Man saw a great many sights, and heard wondrous things, as he jumped ashore, which would make a story book all of their own. And, following directions from a kindly-looking Butterscotch Wheel, he walked up the road to Honeypuff Palace.When he reached Honeypuff Palace, he was awed and amazed. Bigger than any building he had ever seen, the golden gates were decorated with chocolate drops and honey cakes, and the. I was really suspicious as she was dressing very provocatively even buying new sexy clothing to wear. Several times she came home after I did and when straight to the shower to get cleaned up.Finely I had had enough and confronted her. Challenging her on the time she was taking trying to sell those houses and the money it was costing us as after two months of not selling one. And the fact that we had not had sex since she took on the homes in that slum. She shrugged me off and offering no real.