His own breathing was as harsh as mine, but he wasn’t finished yet. Taking our joined hands, he took a finger and dragged it through our mingled jui...es. How often hadn’t we dreamed of this, of what we would taste like? He offered me the first taste of our ambrosia, before he dipped my finger again and sucked it himself. I I could have died and been in heaven in that moment because nothing will ever be more perfect than the smell of our sex and the feel of his softly rasping tongue licking our. Using the collar and leash her head was chained so it stayed up. Then something was shoved in her cunt. It was big, hard and cold . Then a cock shoved in her mouth through the ring and another into her ass. They came. Then another in her mouth. Whatever was in her cunt was moved to her ass and a cock fucked her cunt. Over and over she was fucked. All three holes constantly kept full. If not with a cock then a toy or object. A bottle was shoved into her cunt the long neck of it poking her. And that notwithstanding those challenges you have nevertheless succeeded in raising, in the words of her benefactress, ‘a wonderful daughter who is bright, generous, devoted, and as full of virtue as her mother.’“Therefore, Kara’s benefactress proposes to become your benefactress. The benefits will be in the form of financial assistance, job training, and the opportunity to participate in the ‘life skills’ training course your daughter is now engaged in. However, your benefactress suggests. You get the idea, right ? Yes we are a town like any other town and, and like in any other town we have some crazy stories going round. Miss Jenkins for instance our sixty year old librarian. I remember when she was a little kid, the cutest girl you ever saw. She would be playing with the other kids, her tails dangling on her head and she was pretty smart as well. She ran from home in the late sixties and I heard she went to New York. Not sure how long she has been away, twenty years or so ?.