“Continue jumping,” he said.Without taking his eyes off her body, he strolled behind, getting a good view of her luscious ass as it bounced.This c...ntinued for a few minutes. He could see that Anjali was growing tired. There was now a second delay before every jump.“Ok, you can stop now.”Anjali stooped downwards and placed her hands on her knees to catch her breath. Her breasts were red from all that thrashing. Meanwhile, Joseph began clearing the table. He stacked the files and pen holders on. It took a bit to get it deep and up against the opening of my uterus because I would not use any lube that way the walls of my cunt would grab the to and hold it in me better. Then I attached the rubber straps to the rail of the weight bench to keep that tube deep in me. With my heart pounding and with anticipation I did the final act and that was to take the lid off the container of red ants and poor them down the tube I quickly put the nylon On the end of the tube then it quickly snapped to. Then came social media. Social media allowed me to connect with Dorothy on a whole different level. I now had access to photos. Naturally, Ashley became inquisitive about the guy from Texas who was always posting comments on her mother’s Facebook page. I also knew the entire family and was very well thought of, as far as I could tell.Dorothy had been very much a wild child and I was happy to see it all coming back to roost. Ashley married at 19 and then was divorced a year later. Ashley then. Somewhere in this exotic landscape, perhaps in the mountaintop building, Willow was at the mercy of a demon horde that dwelled in a realm of fire and brimstone.The question was how to get off the top of this soaring mesa and down into the presumably subterranean hellhole in which her friend, the witch, was being held hostage by her tormentors. If the sides of the mesa upon the top of which Buffy had landed--or materialized out of thin air--was like the others, and there was no reason to suspect.