The in a out feeling was incredible. with eachstroke the dildo went in deeper and deeper into my ass. I was now in heaven several inchesof the dildo w...re now sliding in and out of my ass. The thrusts were getting harder now; Kristen was now grunting trying to force more of the big dildo in my ass. She grabbed my onehand and put it on my dick; my face fell into her bed spread from the quick change of myposition. I stroked my dick like no tomorrow. I was now impailed on Kristen cock. "take that. I moaned! "Shit lottie, you are some kisser!" I said. "Shutup and let me make you cum!" She continued to kiss me and her hands moved down to my thighs. She brushed them softly and rubbed my pussy very gently through my thong. I know I was dripping wet and I could tell this made her very happy! She pushed the flimsy fabric to one side and rubbed her forefinger up and down my soaking wet slit, but not once did she push her finger deep inside me, which is what my body was acheing for! She pulled. “Oh well I have a few remedies and drinks for that my dear…” She said smiling.“No, not that kind of problem… I keep having visions of other people’s fantasies” he kept going.“Hmm… I think I might have to pull out the thick book…” She said.“Excuse me?” He asked.Then a book as long as porn star Mandingo’s dick was pulled from under the floor.“Ah… here is… what you are…” she said pointing to the book.“I’m a…. soothsayer?”“Not just ANY… yours is sexual. One I never had seen before… you are rare…”. I thought about Leslie’s advice for the rest of the day after she left. It became more clear to me that if Andy wanted to give it a shot, then I would choose him. Even on one foot, I decided to get up and try to cook. It wasn’t anything fancy, just some pasta, but I thought if maybe if I cooked dinner, it could help.Every day Andy helped me before and after work by taking off and putting on the bandage around my ankle. I decided to make dinner every day, too, not only as a thank you to him, but.