And it was not because of me being a midget either. It was the usual "the fault's in me not in you" shit, which is basically a nice way to say "get ...he fuck away from my face". I felt sad but the tears did not come. I wanted to cry but I couldn't. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It's been awhile since that day. One day I met this man who, well, shall I say, was friendly with me. I liked talks with him. Next within few seconds Lakith shrunk and slipped out of me and I felt his thick gunk coming out and flowing down from my pussy. Ohhh….what was that? Finally I was fucked and feeling of getting sexually exhausted after so long was really divine for me.I can easily say that I was never fucked like that even when my husband was young and energetic; since beginning Ujwal was involved in drinking and smoking and in the span for five years of our marriage his drinking and smoking was increased. She stood up and dried my back. I took the towel and finished drying the rest of me.I was styling my hair when Tamara stepped out. She looked at me and said, "Why don't you meet me at the shop today and I'll cut your hair?" That sounds nice, but if you cut it here, clothes could be optional." I don't want the mess. Maybe someday I'll surprise you."Lena dropped her robe and looked over her shoulder at me with that "you want it, don't you'" look. She wiggled her ass at me and stepped into the. She just lay on top of me when finished, breathing hard, but smiling like nobody's business. We just lay there for a while, falling asleep.She got up saying, "Gotta pee," and ran to the bathroom, where I heard the corresponding tinkle.She walked back in as I rose again, causing her to giggle."Have you ever had anyone fuck you in the butt, Emily?" I asked."NO, and I don't want to either! I had some friends tell me about it. They all said it hurt too much. Ask me again in six months. I may be.