Okay?"She now laughed really hard and even snorted. "Oh my God. I’m sorry. It’s just… oh my. I can’t imagine what this sounds like to other pe...ple. Oh my God. Okay, okay, I’m sorry. Right, I’ll hold it and you push it in," she managed to say, still laughing.I pushed the cart and got it lined up and said, "Okay, get a good grip on it and guide it in. I’m gonna flip the cart up on end so the box is sticking up just inside. Okay? Don’t let go. Keep your hands on it."She was still laughing and. I soon started comming in waves. Again, and again, over andover, so many that I lost count. She then slowly pulled her fists outof my pussy and asshole. All of the fist action had left my pussyslightly sore and left my asshole gapping open about an inch. Shesaid, “Oh Wendy, your asshole is streched out so big”. She then lickedthe rim of my ass very lightly, It felt sooo good. My pussy was sowide open that she was able to lick way inside me, farther than I couldhave imagined. . The first time she fingered me was in year 11, I’d just turned 16 and we’d be kissing in her office for a couple weeks now after I had opened up to her when she had taken me into her office to ask what was wrong. She had a boyfriend and she was scared she would lose her job but that didn’t stop her. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her. She ended up freaking out after a couple months. She told me she wasn’t a lesbian and that she loved her boyfriend and job and I was too young. I was. It can’t be, she thought, and then asked, ‘Are those bite marks?’ ‘From the bruise pattern between and on either side of the wounds,’ explained Barry, ‘I’d say that if they’re not then we are definitely meant to think that they are. I won’t know anything for sure until we get him back to the lab.’ Noticing the growing number of people watching them, Jones then suggested, ‘Then that’s what we should do. We’ve got too many people seeing too much out here, and if the press gets wind of this.