Soon I slid it out again though, and this time slid it firmly up the crack of your ass til it rested, slickened with your juices, tight against your a...shole. I massaged the moisture into you again, then softly pressed, feeling you begin to yield. More firmly, as you opened for me, and finally slipping inside you. I ground the buzzer firmly against your clit and your shiver drove you against my hand, my thumb now buried to its’ fullest depth. I could feel your knees give, and wrapped my other. Her pale lips seemed to be locked in some sort of weird pucker, her eyes watered constantly, and I had never, ever seen anyone with bonier hands. I swear the skin on the tops of her hands was almost completely transparent, and the veins on the top stood out like nothing I’d ever seen before. I dwell on her appearance now to offer some idea of the contrast between her appearance and her personality, for as these things so often turn out, she was without a doubt the nicest, warmest person I’d run. She could feel her orgasm rising, those fingers were feeling incredible. Suddenly, John slid his fingers out of her twat. She was so close! She was breathing heavily through her nose, as aroused as she could possibly get. John gently slid a hand underneath her, holding the side of her ass and gently eased her up onto her knees. At this point, Ashley came to the startling realization that someone else was playing with her back there. By that time, however, she was too far gone. She allowed. “Brandon we can’t,” She says pushing at him.He brings her dress up, “Ella please,” he undose his pants letting them fall, “Let me have you once? You owe me that.”“I owe you nothing!” She yells slapping him so hard he lets her go. She stands her ground, “You think because we’ve fooled around the past couple years I owe you my virginity? With the way you use your mouth you’re lucky I let you lick me.” I smirk. She had fire to her innocent face.“Touch me again and I’ll have you killed,” she hisses.