I’m reliving it repeatedly. The worst part of the accident is hearing Paula’s bones cracking and watching her head flopping around, limply, from s...ide to side. Whatever hit us swerved off toward the gas station, barely missing the van Paula pushed out of the way. I need someone to help me know it is only a bad dream and know I’m safe. Paula won’t notice you aren’t here. She is as hard to understand as a toddler.”I smiled as I teased, “Gee. Make me feel immature. I haven’t had any problems. Bradley knew Garrett was having the time of his life – the angelic Carra was giving him head with a fervor and intensity not easily matched by mere mortals. As a matter of fact, Bradley thought she behaved as if she were literally worshipping Garrett's divine (perhaps supernatural?!) erection.Eventually, Carra released him from her mouth with a sigh. She flashed Garrett a wicked smile, and dropped to her hands and knees. With erotic fanfare, she turned away from Garrett, her lovely backside. Keep your head on bed and become a slut dog.Me: My hands and eyes were latched. I don’t know where your bed is.Then he slapped my ass hard and pushed me towards the bed. Then he took one minute of break and positioned me in a doggy position. My head was on the edge of the bed, and he was on his knees. My legs were wider, and his head was in between my legs.I was assuming that he will lick my pussy and getting ready for it. But he inserts his index finger from the backside of my pussy. I was. I felt the blood stream from the tip of his penis that glided easily in a single movement that felt eternal, but that let me caress with my interior, the strong textures of the veins and the nerves that covered the strong phallus that wanted to stay In Myself.The breath was strong but slow, the exhalation in a choked moan, letting Christian in completely; his testicles now rested on the swollen lips of my vagina that kissed them like a mouth and held them close.We were like this for moments.