She was in heaven having her ass played with like this.He pushed a third finger into her tight ass and it barely fit. He gently pushed all three finge...s into her asshole until they were in her up to the hilt. He wiggled his fingers around in her ass while she moaned even louder. He pumped his fingers in and out of her asshole as some brownish-white goo started spilling out of her sweet ass onto the bed. Nasty! He pulled his fingers out of her ass and made her suck his fingers clean. She loved. It wasn’t difficult as her curvaceous figure was encased in a simple line skirt that ended a couple of inches above the knee. They were indeed beautiful sheer nylon clad legs. But the big surprise was the blouse. Definitely not Laura Ashley: more Dior black hiding – not very successfully – a staggering 40 D pair of delicious tits, in a low cut black bra- they were almost falling out. Yes, this was a fantasy customer all right. ‘Cathy, that outfit is really stunning. You have excellent. ” She stands between the two and wraps her arms around them as they smile. A moment later, Tucker finally gets the joke. “HEY!”Later That Night…The Amity Park Theatre is jam-packed with Amber fans, wearing her shirts and holding her signs. Some female fans, and strangely a few male fans, have even gone so far as to dress up like her. Amid all of the fans in the arena is Danny, who’s wearing one of the Fenton Phones. He taps a button on the headset phone to contact Tucker. “Ghost Boy to Tech. ”“Talk to Aaron about the running shoes, he should have ordered you a pair already if we don’t have any your size. Your regular workouts will require them, as you frequently need better support than your heeled boots will provide. If you truly wish to come running with me, you should start running around the pens for a few days first. A full lap around the island is about eight miles, and you really need to work up to that distance over time. I would love to have you run with me, but I don’t.