She was shaky and looked hurt. I picked her up, wordlessly, in my arms, and carried her to my Mercedes.I quickly folded the rear seat and laid her dow... in the back, pulling a blanket over her and making sure she was warm. She was still crying. She started trying to tell me the story of what happened. I told her that she should tell me later. I mean, lets face it, this is a story the police and medical professionals need to hear. Why do I need to hear it? Answer: I don't."Do you know who your. Yvonne pulled from our kissing. I could see it in her eyes and feel it through our link: it was time to start removing clothes. She pulled up and my shirt was off. I reached down and started fumbling with her skirt, but without seeing what I was doing, I couldn't tell if there was a zipper, a series of buttons or what. She turned around in my arms and let me see what I was doing. Her skirt hit the floor. Her panties were a white thong. I knew she liked having more than just her mouth and pussy. Marsha gulped as she kept her eyes on Brad drying off and said, "I'm not sure Brad is going to think so in a moment, but I sure am. I'll bet you will be too." Huh? What do you mean, mom?" Cindy asked confused.Marsha looked at her and then leaned in and whispered, "I forgot why your dad wouldn't wear that speedo." Why? What's wrong with it?" Cindy asked, now a little concerned.Marsha smiled from ear to ear and whispered again, "It's transparent when it gets wet," and giggled."You're kidding,". I shuttered asI felt the butt plug touch my asshole. It was large and it hurt as itintruded into my butt hole. My eyes closed and I shook as I put theimplant into me. Then I put the two ends of the circle together, and theysnapped together, with a loud "CLICK". They seemed to jump together, as ifa magnet did it, o well. I moved around, but could not get the butt plugto fit so well, that I could not get it to move in me. But it felt so goodin me. I felt for my cock, and then discovered that I.