O fuck yes I'm getting close o yes. Fuck my arse with a finger, o please do it to me baby."Beth moved a finger to Carol's dripping fuck-hole; she coat...d it in juices before rubbing it over carol's puckered arse hole. She repeated the operation until Carol's anus glistened with pussy juice, then she slowly pushed the finger against the tight hole. Her finger slowly pushed into Carol's arse: returning her mouth to Carol's pussy and clit she continued to push her finger deeper into the other. Many have emailed me but I ended with no one from them. Because I wasn't horny back then. Well, when I'm horny, I wanted to do dirty things with somebody on the spot but, when my horny-ness lessens, I quickly hate the things I'm doing and the things I had thought about. I don't understand, but that's how the thing goes.One day, I become so horny and I remember my post on the internet. I think, it's been two months since I opened up my secret emailMy inbox was full of emails and phone numbers,. This time we were both naked, while I rested my erect member on his endowed meat rod. I placed my hands on his fur coated thorax where upon my fingers began molding his beefy pecks. Almost as if they lead a life of their own. He pinched his thick fingers into my buttocks as his piercing grey eyes captured my soul. With a firm grip he turned my body around and lay me down on my back. After that he lay his full body weight on top of me and kissed me in my neck. My toes curled as I felt the. I knew that I was walking an emotional tightrope. My mother walked towards me and flashed me a weak smile.“What is going on?” I said as my voice shook.“Vanessa is going to make it, but there are still some concerns. They had to remove her spleen and her right k**ney is bruised. She suffered a concussion but there doesn’t appear to be any permanent brain damage. Her right knee was severely sprained. She is still u*********s from the anesthesia and more than likely won’t wake up fully until.