Okay?”Sandra nodded her head in agreement, her body shuddering beneath me. I sent a second finger into her cunt, and pressed inward with force. She ...ried out in shock. “Is that a ‘yes’”? I demanded.“Yes!” Her voice was so weak I could hardly hear her, though her lips were only inches from my ears.“I can’t hear you”, I said.“Yes!” she hissed.With that, I shoved a third finger into her as far as it and the other two would go. Sandra’s body jerked, and she yelped in shock.“Mom!” Megan cried from. You can opening comment or write to me if you feel this story has been lifted off somewhere hydblrcouple(at)gmail(dot)com Today I wanna tell you about my very special experience. I am a 29 years old guy from Pune. I have a girlfriend of 5 years of being in a relation. I have had sex out of my relation with both older and younger women but when it comes to my GF, it’s always passionate and I always cuddle with her after sex, which is not the case with other women. And the time that I have sex. "Not much further now," he said, turning into a grass covered lane. We drove through thick woods for perhaps a mile, passing no houses or buildings of any kind, and then turned off onto another lane for another half mile or so. "Here we are. It's not much, but it's home," he smiled, as we pulled up to an iron gate. Robert push another button on the dash of the car, and the gates opened. We drove through, and they closed behind us. The entire property seemed to be protected by a very large stone. " "Bullshit! there is no clash, you can play a game, go deep inside and the day after you can fight for the women pygmies' right, for the poor south american bugs or for whatever" "don't you see a contradiction in it?" "yes, but we are all wearing masks. you can drop your mask of the suffragette, be yourself and wear your mask again at the end of the game and keep saving the world...or maybe discover that the kinky role IS your mask and the pure and candid fighter for the women's rights is.