She farted loudly time and again as they were twisted in her bumhole her face glowed red with shame...then master smacked her arse cheeks good and har... has he showed her a black monster anal dildo that evil smile across his face, she had taken butt plugs before but this was immense...surely it would never fit she wanted to fight the men, but new she dare not. Oh but it did fit those filthy black men greased it heavily, then the first inch entered easily then they strained to force the 5” rubber. She worked in the city, but lived in the suburbs and spent her time off at home by herself. She hated her job, she hated being alone and she hated her life. Why couldn’t she have someone?She spent her time at home doing crossword puzzles and being on her computer most of the time. Sometimes she would gaze out the window, seeing the neighbor boy with his friends, wishing he were with her making life better. Tim had lived next door since his folks moved in about six years ago, and he was now 18. She drew the curtain and asked me to follow her to the toilet. I took one big shot of vodka and went after her to the toilet. We closed the door and I sat on the toilet seat with my jeans down to my knees. My cock was hard she lifted her skirt, removed her underwear and sat on my cock. She was tight and already wet. She started jumping up and down on it. As I was drunk, I just couldn’t come. She must have done it for like an hour she was totally tired she was sweating but kept on going. Then it. I asked Jim about it once, and he started talking about self-organizing reality shifts and undetermined quantum-classical interface layers... All this to fill a toilet?Jim described to me once his one meeting with Havika. I think I would have enjoyed meeting him. It seems so strange to think of meeting a person from another timeline... A'moth showed me once where he's buried. There's no marker. A'moth said she thought Havika would have wanted it that way... An old Roman general once commented,.