While I had never been fucked, my ass was no virgin to being plowed. In the bottom drawer of my dresser loomed a lance of pleasure and hot passion; my...8” dildo. It took me a long time to work up to the 8”, mind you I had to start out with a few fingers, getting them into my hole, stretching me out; it was a tough job, but I had to see if bottoming was what I wanted to do. Well, bottoming was what I wanted to do at that instant, so I got up from my bed, grabbed some lube, the dildo, a towel, and. That evening Cindi and Amy had another fight. This one was bad enough that it finally got to sweet, gentle Amy, who never got upset about anything. I heard the whole thing, and again it was Cindi that started it. That made sense to me now. Amy got so mad she stomped out of the room, yelling, "Go to hell, bitch!" and slammed the door. I thought Amy was going to die when she stomped into the living room and saw me sitting there looking at her.What you have to understand about Amy is that she's. ”I am silent as I think on what he says.“This is the reason I come in this time,” he continues. “It is to tell you that you must find some way to leave from where you are, if you can do so. You cannot go as you come, Minacou, and even if you could do that Kitik could not go with you. You must find some other way.”Kitik speaks again, this time to me. “Acou is right, Minacou,” he says. “The humans keep us here, they do not allow that we leave. This fence is theirs, to keep us. I know that you. And most probably they will require your wife to move out of the family home as well. Once that piece of film goes before the courts, she'll be hard pressed to get them back again." Hold your horses a little, Ronny. Mr Moore might not want to go that route. Surely it will be easier on the children if we can keep the social services people out of this. You know what those buggers can be like. Once they get involved, Mr Moore here might loose control of things completely," Sonya interrupted.