Will it go in?" He asked, obviously unfamiliar with this side of intercourse."Sure it will, just stick it into my pussy first and get it nice and slic.... Spit on it if you have too, but I want it in my ass."Nadia was prepared for him, having spread her own cheeks apart to permit him to see the bull's-eye. She moaned in anticipation as his penis left her pussy and felt him come into contact with her finger which was jammed into her rectum, preparing the way for Siggy."Are you ready, Sig?" She. Aunt Riley was getting by just fine without my help, and Jessie—You’re running away from it.—was better off without a useless brother like me. I selected “no” again.There was no third prompt.Since I didn’t have anywhere in particular to go, I walked aimlessly around my small coastal Florida town of Navarre taking pictures of whatever happened to catch my attention. I’d like to say they were the best pictures I’d ever taken. To say that before my death a miracle occurred and I captured my last. “Hi Lenny.”It was my mystery caller. Again we brought each other to climax, this time taking things slower and me explaining in close detail how I’d tit fuck her. This went on for weeks. Every couple of nights the phone would ring and, bingo, we’d be talking and moaning each other into climax. At first I was a little frustrated, preferring to fuck her live rather than via Ma Bell. But after a week or so I started really getting into it, daydreaming fantasies at work and. Then she returned to my ass.The sound of her taking numerous photos was unmistakable and I couldn’t wait to see them.“Are you sure you want to see this?” she asked.“Please,” I begged.“I’m not sure you do.”“Please, I have to see it.”Slowly she moved the phone in front of my face. I blinked to bring the picture into focus. There I was face down on the bed, my hands bound by her bra. But what stood out the most was her Louboutin sticking out of my ass, the heel impaled deep inside me, the sole.