After a few hours (Gay and Roberto made sweet, sweet love to pass the time) the mouse in the girl's cutn had gotten hungry. "Hmm" said the mouse, whos... name was Lemmiwinks. "I'm quite ravenous, yet there's no food in sight. In fact, all I can see is this yummy-looking clit" so he ate the clit. Then he drank the blood that poured out from where the clit was to wash it all down. For desert, he knawed on her clitoral hood. The next day, Lemmiwinks was hungry yet again, so he crawled down her. My quiet bedroom now was heard with the sucking sound of my cunt sucking in my fingers.“Aah…aah...oooh, oh, oh!” I groaned. My insides were so hot and making so much sounds, I was so close. Soooo close. I imagined a huge and long cock surging deep inside of my cunt. Pushing its way deep, so deep into my cunt hitting my cervix and rubbing it with the tip of its cock.I can get off fucking myself with my fingers but sometimes I would have to imagine my fingers as a cock while I fuck my cunt in. Mu laja au dara re akhi band kari basithae. Pachhapatu gown teki se ta bhitare hata purai mo pithi upare bra hook ta andali andali kholidele. Mu au thare chamaki padili. Issss…e bus bhitaratare Tutubhai kan karuchanti! Kie jadi dekhiba!Hele Tutubhai nkara se chinta nathae. Ethara se mate thelidele seat upare. Mu puni pachhaku auji padili. Se agapatu mo gown pura chhati jae tekidele. Bra b. uhhh…pura fungula heigala mo chhati.“Issss….Chinu, to DUDHA to nani thu b bada bada!” baan hatare gote. Small things like spending time with the other,actually being in the moment when around the other. It was not enoughto be there only at a time of need. One needed to be there during theeveryday moments too.Anita needed to get off the phone. She did not want her daughter toworry about her, and Jill would if she heard Anita voice crack anymore.Choking up from her daughter looking out for her, Anita asked Jill ifshe wanted to speak with her father.*************Even with his gown already picked.