.. He wants me inside him, his hot fucking hole opens enough, I stick my finger all the way in. I pull it back out and stick it right back in. God, he...s starting to relax and get slippery. In and out, in and out. Fuck ! I'm ready to fuck. I pull my finger from his hot, gaping hole and replace it with my pulsing shaft. Nudging a little at a time.... Till I'm all the way in. God, it's fucking Heaven. Nothing feels better than being balls deep in my baby. Two or three strokes, his natural ass lube. There was an odd smell coming from a bottle in the room.I carefully stepped over the girls, to retrieve the evidence. Two empty bottles of wine, something called MD 20/20. Since the only alcohol that Harry had in the house was part of a case of beer, one of the girls must’ve brought it with them. From the looks of things, none of the girls had ever had anything intoxicating before. I picked everything up, zipping back downstairs to put it into the trash, then back upstairs.Stepping over the. I walked into the house. She was running the vacuum. She turned it off and said, "I asked you to wait outside" Where's your dog?" I stated. "We don't have one." she responded."SO, after 15 years, I see vanity still rules you and lying is still natural." I wanted to give you an excuse that wouldn't hurt your feelings. I figured, I had done that enough"She was pulling the sympathy card out early. But she knew this was the only way out at this point. She tried to change the subject. "So tell me. It was just days before her eleventh birthday.She told me that at first she thought someone was trying to hurt her mother and being afraid, tip toed down the hall to peer through the partially opened door. When she looked inside, she saw that the screams were not from pain, but from pleasure."Mom was kneeling on the bed with her butt way up in the air," Beth recalled. "She was lying down on her upper body and I couldn't see her face."Beth continued the story saying the man had his face right up.