”She squeaked again as she was pulled after me. I went around and to the back of my wagon. A gesture and the door opened and I climbed the steps and...turned. I pulled the girl close and ignored the open door as I pulled her dress up and off. I set it and my book inside and pushed her into the wagon.Another gesture and what looked like a long cabinet tilted and dropped and became a bed. The sides of the wagon slid out and if I were outside I would have seen legs unfolding to hold the sides. I. Her excitement filled my nostrils.I knew she wanted more and I didn’t keep her waiting. I slowly thrust my hand through her dampness. Her hairy pussy was wet and slippery; it reminded me Corrine and Carla when my hands and fingers worked their pussies. I fondled her slit for several minutes before slipping my fingers deeper between her lips. I felt all the way from back to her front; her little clit was the final resting spot as my fingers rolled her small nub beneath two fingers. I was certain. This only makes me more excited and I just continue eating your pussy for all I am worth. I start sliding a finger or two inside you to massage your g-spot to increase your pleasure while licking and sucking on your clit. With my free hand I coat my finger with a copious amount of your wetness and start rubbing around your backdoor as I continue fingering your pussy.As I slide one finger in your ass, with two massaging your g-spot, and nibbling your sensitive clit, you cum again in yet another. " I sighed, quoting a professor while debating about sayingwhat I thought. "I think it's abhorrent that Mrs. Tully would beforced to leave her children and go back to Ames to be babied by herfake mommy for the rest of her life. Her two kids would get to staywith the father according to the briefs, but never have their motheraround as they grow up. I personally think the fact that she's made alife for herself, and has a family of her own, shows that Maturosis isa lie of culture designed to.