While he was still thrusting into her, Lexi managed to say, “Put some oil on my asshole. I want you to push your thumb into my ass.”'This must be ... dream,' Charlie thought but took the bottle, poured a liberal amount on her puckered star, put some on his hand, and then rubbed his thumb in a circular motion around her opening.“Fuck yes, baby! Yes!” she groaned. “Now push your finger inside me. Hurry, baby, please.”Charlie pressed his thumb to her opening until it popped through her pucker up to. All the different medications he is on had rendered him incapable of taking care of himself. Although Donna never really drank or smoked or did much partying, her two adult sons made up for that.While being outwardly nice guys both had failed marriages, bankruptcies, and addictions to various drugs. Donnas’ life was filled with doing everything for everyone else and she was fed up and frustrated but dedicated to her family nonetheless. Inside Donna was a suppressed monster that had no release.. But knowing his game and being able to prevent it from working onme were two very different things..."puh puh Please duh duh don't huh huh hurt me." I immediately regrettedpleading for mercy, giving him that much more power over me. He paid noattention to it, mercy being a concept as alien to him as fire is to afish. Instead, he pulled me into his lap and pulled my top down over myshoulder, and began covering my exposed flesh with tender, teasingkisses...my skin sizzled and I felt myself. Ben recorded a voice-over that didn't pull any punches. When the images from the Woden capital showed the downtrodden people, his narrative drew attention to the devastation, the squalor and the absence of hope."This once vibrant city, with its cafes and bars, museums, comfortable homes, has been torn apart and its people brought down to a level that we couldn't contemplate. There is no spark in their eyes, no flicker of resistance, no will to carry on. For them, life is not only hard and.