I put my finger in her ass crack and started sliding my finger up and down in a ticklish motion.She moved a little for the first time but even now she...pretended to sleep. I was touching at every point there and drawing an image of her ass crack based on the touch in my mind. I stopped my forefinger at her ass hole and started drilling it. But it was too tight. So I licked my finger, soaked it in my saliva and put that greasy finger again on her hot ass hole. She twitched her hole and moaned a. Shecrawled on top of them and relaxed. Her ass was stillhigh enough to accommodated Ranger and she wasn’texperiencing any pain. Quite the contrary, she lovedthe feeling of being so full and Ranger’s soft warmcoat felt wonderful as he covered her back. As Katylaid there her mind began to wonder.It was about an hour later when Katy was awakened bythe slamming of her front door and Ranger’s barking.She rolled over got up and walked to the bathroom toget her robe as she turned on. But, you can't take my clothes off." DJ found that as a challenge. He got his huge hand up my shorts and began fingering me. "This feels really good. I want to feel your dick in me. Lets go somewhere more private." DJ doesn't need anymore persuasion. He picks me up and takes me to the dug out. Since this was my first time with a guy, he tries to get me very wet. .He fingers me more. We hear someone yell for us. We don't pay attention. We begin to fuck and oh my god it feels so good. I start to. The thought made her bones hurt. She felt as if she were in a transit station for the universe, the only place where one could feel completely alone, yet hold in their hands any ending they desired. Despite the silver lining, she would be glad to get on the road again. The diner sat like an old Formica music box stuffed in a forgotten dark closet of the world, shining unearthly white in the despair. The buzzing of the florescent lights fed her growing anxiety. She eyed a jukebox in the corner.