
Comment no.544 posted by Julian: Garr lay between surrender and fright as Treg pressed the tip of one finger against Garr's twitching puckered rim and the long slender oiled finger slid in easily. He never referred to them as vaginas and breasts, which at first had shocked a poor country lad like me who until my present girl, Siobhan, had never touched or seen a naked breast close up.
Comment no.545 posted by Sean: Kochei's hiss of in drawn breath could have been heard half a block away. Do you want to eat? Are you feeling sick? Why are you shaking? I'm fine.
Comment no.546 posted by Nicole: Ok Ok hold your horses. We'll be all right.