I pushed gently into her anus and the finger slowly began to enter her anus. My friend said that it was okay, it was a strange feeling but it did not ...urt too much. When I could not put my finger more, I was slowly removing it and without getting it completely removed I put it back slowly. She said that she was doing very well and that she was giving up, that she should continue to do so. So she was going to touch her clit at the same time. I kept fucking his ass with my finger, when I put it. It would have been hard enough on any snowy night. But it was Christmas Eve. Everyone knew Clara hid away on Christmas Eve. Everyone but Elizabeth. And Elizabeth needed her. She’d said that fewer volunteers had shown up at the soup kitchen than anticipated, but more of the homeless than planned had come in off the street to escape the cold and the snow—and to have some semblance of family on Christmas Eve. Family on Christmas Eve, Clara thought. And, whether she wanted them to or not, the tears. Legs spread with her between them sucking my cock and massaging my balls. Then the magic happened, I shot a load and her her gulp. She did not stop the suck or the movement of the head ad tongue. She kept going until i said that was fine, you can stop now.I helped her get up and into the bed. I kissed her neck and sucked her breast some. She told me they once were nice and full. She had complements on them. She was not a fat woman at all, i would guess under 125 lbs and about 5-6 or so. I. Sunday morning was good with a great sermon and, to our surprise, a solo by Gretchen who was amazingly good. She had a warm voice through all her range.We left the church feeling energized by the music and the sermon. I did notice that Sarah and Rhonda had Ronnie between them sitting with a couple who looked to be Rhonda's parents. It was all good.We left for our next stop happy catching lunch half way there. We also stopped and shopped. We pulled in at our next stop and had another lakeside.