” —o— In the Labor and Delivery Suite Andy reached across with a damp, cool cloth and wiped the perspiration from Joy’s brow. He leaned furt...er and kissed her forehead. “I love you, Joy.” She drew in a deep breath. Dr Weems pulled her fingers from Joy’s birth canal. “She’s at ten centimeters and fully effaced.” She looked over at the computer monitor that was showing fetal heart rate. “It looks like the baby is doing well. It’s time to push.” She looked at Joy, “Joy. Joy! Listen to me, it’s. As she was straightening the cushions on the couch she spotted something stuffed down between them. When she pulled it out and held it up she realized that it was Sarah's underwear from their get together last week. She held the tiny thong up to her nose and could smell the muskiness of what she knew to be a delicious pussy. Before she realized what was happening she found herself sitting on the couch with her hand in her shorts stroking her clit. As she sat there pleasuring herself she. You are fully aware and can rationalize. That's why a bad drug trip can be one of the worst experiences imaginable: Your mind is incapable of anything but fear or pain and you are a victim to your delusions in every sense of the word. The Black Stigmata thrive on invoking madness and the insane are the most easily manipulated.However, the Black Stigmata cannot directly manipulate your thought processes the way drugs can, because the usage of drugs means the introduction of outside forces into. I tongue fucked her pussy for what seamed like an hour. I never put a finger in it because I wanted her to ask. I sucked on her clit, spread her pussy lips apart and stuck my fat tongue in as far as I could, when she asked, "Please use your fingers baby."This was it, the moment of truth!I slowly reached under the blanket and found 'it'. I had placed it there when she was in the bathtub. I even went as far to put a condom on it because I did not know if it would sting or feel weird, so I took.