Poppy suddenly felt a wet and slippery finger poke into her anus.She gasped and tensed up in surprise, her fingers and toes curling. She almost lifted...her ass straight off the finger, but as she felt it start to slide out she stopped and began to push back down. Finally, the initial rush was over and she could breath again. She nodded. Yes, she wanted it!"Good girl," the bitch said again, and the finger was removed.Poppy expected the bitch to take her time and make her suffer, but she seemed to. Let out another fart."Pssssssss." her as went softly. Mary giggled, feeling sneaky. "Well," Mary thought, "Serves her right. Maybe this will teach her not to be late."Mary waited a little longer, she felt so naughty for having farted on Amy's bed, but didn't plan on doing so any more. "Two farts was more than enough." thought Mary.However...Mary was still feeling really gassy, and Amy was still running late. What was the harm in farting a little more?Mary rubbed her tummy and relaxed her anus.. I was a few seconds from fainting myself. I was really losing it! I have never been gripped by hysteria like that! Your fainting actually saved me. I caught you, you didn't fall. Caring for you gave my mind something else to focus on. You turned peaceful, too, after I started to pet you. Just sleeping, I think, not really knocked out. I thought I would just let you rest... You have a very fit body. Lots of nice muscles! Do you work out a lot?" Yeah. I was on the varsity wrestling team in. Boss, we have combined things. The three of us are going on check rides in the barge whilst we go on an inspection tour of GmBH holdings. Your skin suit, Sir. Yours too, Sally."McCock and Sally retreated into the living quarters to don their new dark gray 'skinnies'. McCock noted on the right breast a new patch which he studied closely and identified as being the "Queen's Honour" and the number "451" beneath. He looked at Sally."Came through two months ago with Cowboy's PMV, but we've been a.