The one that forced itself to the forefront of my consciousness was drugs of some sort.Wendy was addicted to something and this was the only place she...could get it. It made sense. It was probably some form of opioid addiction. Another reminder that Donald Trump had yet to do anything about the drug problem.A huge guy came into the room. He told Wendy to stand up and she did. She was moving more like a robot than herself.He ran his hands over her and started pulling her clothes off. I went into. M. He muttered an obscenity, got out of bed, and wanderedto the bathroom. Too late to take another sleeping pill? Yes, he decided. Hewould have to try to get back to sleep on his own. He was having so muchtrouble resting these past couple of days. These strange, vivid dreams keptfilling his head.A few moments later, Syndey's head plopped down on the pillow, and he driftedinto a troubled sleep. Soon, he was reaching over to turn off the alarm andbegin the day...but it wasn't his day....it was. "Oh my god"she says "oh oh oh my god you are making me shake." Are you alright" I said."I am better than alright,that is good shaking" she said. I continued to suck and kiss her nipples.I probed deeper between her pussy lips.I found her clit and rubbed it with my finger she stiffened up gasping again.I moved my thumb to her clit and started working my finger into her hole.It is dry which is common in older women.She was breathing heavy,her pelvis lifting up to my touch.My finger was inside her. Although I have to admit its hard to read a book to a 5 year old when your face is buried in her crotch. As of yet I never let her do anything to me. She would have if I would have asked, but she would have only to please me. She wouldn’t have enjoyed it, and I wanted her to enjoy this to the fullest. I had started talking to Shawna about her virginity since her first real bj and fingering orgasm. I think she understood the gravity of it, and why I wanted her to make the decision, not make one.