" Do you use your fingers only, or other things too?" She asked, watching my responses. My eyes felt heavy as she manipulated my slick genitals."Um......ooo...mostly fingers. Sometimes a hairbrush. And, my showerhead detaches. It's really ohhhh, mmmm nice." What do you fantasize about?" She wanted to know all my secrets!"Bryson Mannings' giant penis," I said, the last of it coming out as a whisper. "Changing with the girls in the locker room when I played soccer last year. Jenny Fremont's dad,. And a few started to wander away. It was pretty late. But Camber and I...”“Oh, wow! Hot! See, you guys hit it off without even knowing.”Abra thought about Camber and then about her mom.She began to cry, tears flowing down her cheeks, “I miss her. I miss my mom. So badly!”Atarah wrapped herself around Abra and held her, slowly rocking. They kissed and held tight to each other as Abra cried herself to sleep.Atarah remembers the day she thought she had lost Jabin forever. Jabin was up at the. Her face mask prevented her to see anything; it was darkness all round and only her ears could help her guess what was happening around. All her senses were heightened by the deprivation of her sight. She felt very vulnerable and humiliated being so unable to move and cover her nakedness, worse, her bare ass so exposed made her feel like a bitch awaiting a male to come and sniff her little pucker before to climb her up. Of that she wasn't far from the truth. Her cunt was stuffed with her own. Indeed, she barely even noticed when a sob escaped from her lips. Her mind was far too occupied with embracing the nothingness that surrounded her. The blackness allowed her to feel completely numb, which was all that she wanted.The only thing that had the potential to distract her was the melancholic songs serenading her. It had served its purpose in enhancing the atmosphere, but now it was corrupting the purity of the haven, forcing her to think about the lyrics. Just as she found the.