I climbed behind her and began rubbing her pussy from front to back, tickling her clit with each trip. She squirmed with each touch.Then I began exte...ding each trip to circle her little pink rear hole. With my other hand I brushed that sweet rosebud with my fingertip and then began gently pressing a finger onto the spot. She pressed back as I did so and pretty soon I was one knuckle deep in her ass. She moaned with delight. “Oh, yesss…that feels so good,” she said. I pushed in to the. "He told me. I listened. And when he finished explaining, I couldn't even let myself be angry with him now I knew the facts. For once in his life, he was in trouble and he wasn't to blame: The past had caught up with him. A friend of the guy he had beat up in the past and gone to prison over had seen him and started a fight and decided to even the score. Damien had fought back and swore to me the broken bottle involved wasn't his, I believed him when he came home with a cut to his head and. " When Jake started to interrupt she stopped him."What I'm trying to say is I promised myself I would wait until I found a guy who was more concerned about what I wanted than getting his rocks off. I found him, and Jake, anytime you want to, you let me know. I'm all yours." God Lana, you know how to swell a boys head." Catching her glance at his crotch he chuckled, "That too, but I want you to know something up front. I'm not looking for a steady girl, or not just one anyway. I'm not bragging,. It’s like a religious calling. A test from God. It scares me, and I think it’s disgusting, but I have to do it.”A few minutes later, standing outside the church away from the children. She’s looking dead into camera. “My name is Emmanuelle Christie, and I want to have sex with a dog.”We see Emmanuelle on a train, in a tight t-shirt so tight we can see the pattern on her bra and another pair of jeans (not ripped this time) heading east from Cardiff, across the Prince of Wales Bridge to Bristol.