I took my jeans off as soon as she slipped two fingers in her pussy and began moaning, I start rubbing my clit while imagining my fingers were inside ...er and I was making her moan like that while she was the one touching me, after a while I came. Even tough I never admitted it, not even to myself (which is very stupid) I masturbated a lot, mostly because David (my boyfriend) was away a lot because of his job, so the seven days I waited for Charlie to arrive and I had the photos and video in my. It wasn't that he wasn't an attentive, good host. But the sight and smell of so much young female flesh, one of whom he had deflowered, and two of whom he would have liked to have planted his cock in, was too much for him. By Sunday morning, he was almost beside himself, and escaped right after the brunch to go out to the woods.He didn't expect to find anyone, nor had he gone out into the woods to prey on young virgin flesh. He genuinely wanted to get away from the temptations of the flesh. ---I hate the buttplugs. I already hated the uncomfortable feeling like I am constantly needing to go number two, not to mention the constant reminder every time I move that I have something up my butt. Especially after the mall incident. But I do admit that without his help "expanding my rose" (he has the most adorable expressions for me), I would not have been able to fit this 4inch dong up my butt. It's even more uncomfortable stuffing the dong inside and then still adding a buttplug. . BOY!!! DID they take care of me. They had me financing their habits, and giving me just enough to eat on. I finally got hold of my cousin, and told him what was going on, and he came and got me. Took care of business at the same time. Neither one will ever need a woman, again. He took me in, and I lived with him and his wife for a long time. He died and she moved back with her folks. I been on my own ever since. I make enough to get by, and make ends meet, if I don't get the big eye. I managed.