I was getting closer and closer to my second orgasm of the day when he slid a wet finger into ……… my bottom. Instead of feeling good like it ha... before, John’s finger made me feel like …….. well, like I was going to have a BM, and I mean right then! I hadn’t had one yet that morning, and that finger up in there made it feel pretty urgent. I hated to leave him and it was embarrassing, but the feeling wasn’t going to go away. I just had to go. I straightened up, which pulled his finger and. And, by God, she sings beautifully. If anything could make me believe that there is a God, it would be her voice. You know when someone sings and you feel they have become a window to another world? That’s what it’s like just listening to her. God only knows what it’s like to be her and to be able to be that window. Okay, I admit it, I am jealous. My world, my scientific-medical mindset – it just seems so petty in comparison.So how did Daphne get a cock? Well, her story is total mumbo-jumbo,. I didn’t eat. I slept or lay there going through the torture as if it were happening again and again. Daddy never said anything to me and never bothered me. Just as well he didn’t bother me. It would only make matters worse I thought. He is leaving in the morning. Only a few more hours, I kept thinking as I tried to fall asleep. I had been laying here for hours trying to fall asleep but to no avail. I again felt that nagging ache in my pelvis again. It wouldn’t go away no matter what I did or. "Well Leon," said Kara. "Good luck! Remember to assume pouring rain for your ride back. Don't get caught needing to speed-bike through it."Leon nodded. "Yeah. Good luck to you too Kara. Take care. Wait! Kara..." Leon pointed to two small rocks off the side of the road. "When my team returns, we'll throw away the left rock, you throw away the right. This way we'll know if the other team is ahead or behind us."Kara nodded. "Good idea."There were brief hugs, swift and fierce, and then the groups.