When I knew she was ready for my dick in her ass, I removed my finger &kept them in front of her nose. She smelled them. They were having a strong pun...ent scent to them. She licked one finger then other. I applied some more lubricant on her ass. I kept my mushroom near to asshole.She started breathing heavily as soon as I placed my Dick. I applied little force &my mushroom head went in her ass. She gave out a loud cry &buried her face in pillow in front of her. She was crying loudly. I grabbed. Once it stops I look atJulie who is looking at me and I confirm what she already knows, I?vejust wet myself !we waddle off and find a table to sit at, or at leasttry to. Once again the witch appears even more drunk than before andtry?s to pull me out of my chair to check my diaper, I resist as shekeeps tugging at me, i manage to pull away and watch her fall backwardsto the floor with a loud thump! a crowd gathers looking her as she justlays there for a minute or two stunned before getting up. ??You probably think I’m weird, not so much for reading the story over and over, but because the mechanics of the act enthralled me, I just couldn’t get the images out of my head, I still can’t. However, the story, at least to my mind, includes actions and descriptions that are simply not credible. Not that I wish to denigrate either the authors or their story in any way, but any attempt to actually do as they describe must allow for what is real, or possible, and what is fake, or ‘poetic. Holding the scrap of paper, you look around the foyer, and spot a large noticeboard mounted on the right hand wall. Walking up to it, you see that your college dorm is on the second floor of the building and at the end of the hall.You smile. It is difficult to believe that you're finally at college.Turning away from the sign, you press the upwards arrow on one of the elevators on the left hand wall, and the doors open immediately.You step inside, and select the second floor. It would be far too.