I began to massage the cramp, but instead of going away, it quickly intensified, not just in my writing hand, but in the other hand too.A tingle in my...abdomen and the beginning of arousal caused me to shift uncomfortably in my seat. I began to worry, this is how the beginning of my change feels, and it is a full moon tonight. I planned on being long gone from the campus library by moonrise, but it seemed as though time had gotten away from me. Reaching into my purse, I gripped my cell phone.. ***Ring ring.It's his cell phone this time. In the middle of changing the baby,Cynthia lets it go to voicemail before retrieving the phone from hispurse."I just woke up." Fernando's voice still drips cigarette smoke andwhiskey. Cynthia idly wonders if taking up smoking would lower hisvoice. "That was pretty incredible last night, girl. How about a repeatperformance?"Cynthia sets the phone aside.He was in the shower an hour this morning, making him late for his ridewith Allison.Doing his makeup. But I’ll let you count that one, out of pity.”Her face scrunched up with incredulity. “Pity? Whatever! The score is two for me, negative three for you. The fish counts, and you get a penalty!”“When did you become the referee?”“I’ve always been the referee. And I always will be,” she said matter-of-factly.“Well, sounds like there’s no room for discussion on that point!”“Nope,” she confirmed.I was distracted by a hard pull on my line. “Oh... ! Oh... ! Well, look at that! What a shame! They just. I leaned back bracing myself to the stove as he slid 1 finger in MMMMM feeling it move in and out then the 2nd, 3rd and 4th fingers sliding in.I pushed down to meet his hand swirling my hips as his fingers probed my gurl pussy. He pulled off my clitlit looking up his 4 fingers in me. I shock my head yes. He pulled them out clinched his thumb between them and press his hand to my now gaped hole and pushed. Fist knuckle, second knuckle, and 3rd knuckle I pushed down humping his hand. YESSSS as.