She raised her hips up and he slid the garment off smoothly, tossing it on the pile of clothes already in a corner of the elevator. Now dressed only i... her panties, stockings, and heels, she lay before him, legs splayed open, inviting him in. Her pretty pink lace panties promised delights untold, but he didn’t want to just dive in like a greedy child at the dessert bar! No, this called for skill and finesse. He wanted her to think of him as a lover, not some incompetent oaf. So instead of. So, not really my problem. I tried to tempt her out through the fence (or even just up to it) with a small container of dog food that I had laying around (long story, I do *not* own a dog)(or want one), but the Momma wasn't the least bit interested, even though she was hardly more than skin & bones. One of her kittens, which was also little more than a spine with an empty stomach underneath, was more receptive. She wouldn't come to the fence, but would eat the food if I tossed it through the. I began to rotate my hand at the wrist, pushing ever deeper into his virgin territory. Two knuckles deep and he began his slutty moaning once again. With his hands outstretched, arms locked at the elbows, he braced himself against the wall and pushed back to meet my invasion. I withdrew once more and taking the grimy tube of lubricant, I filled his rectum with the sweet tasting goo before coating my right hand and forearm with a generous coating. Once more, I delved into his body. He took all. His hands clenched into fists and he gritted his teeth. ‘I am sorry, Lacie. And I deserved that. Hell, I deserve a lot more than that. If you let me tell you what almost happened, and why it was necessary, and you’re still angry, I won’t fault you for it. If you want me to leave the room, if you want me to never talk to you again, if you want to slap me till my head rings, go ahead, I’ll understand.’ Lacie was torn. Having heard Claire’s story, she was more scared than ever to know what could.