I felt her feet move to just about shoulder width apart and I brought my iced dampened fingers between her legs. Slowly, I used my cold middle finger... to reach back almost to her anus and slowly I dribbled the barely thawed water from my fingers to the dainty sex of my young lover. As my finger moved forward, it slowly came upward as well, building the tension and anticipation. I circled the folds at the top of her cleft and her eyes closed and she shuddered. She fought herself to stand. Her eyes were red and misty as though on the verge to tears. He smiled to himself when she saw him. She put her hand over the cell-phone before she asked, “Do you mind if I publish your eulogy?”“I don’t mind. I said it for people to hear, remember, and share.”She smiled and said, “Thank you, Dr. Carter.”John nodded and walked away as she went back to talking to her grandmother. He stopped when he reached his rental car. Herb spotted him and came over to John in a fast walk. “Thank you, John.. " You may be right, although if you look back in art history, there have been some very graphic pieces, although in my opinion, they were tastefully done. Nothing visible that was anatomical, but quite obviously sexual" Yes, and they're all hidden in some back room at a museum or in a separate part of the gallery. Now that I think of it though, I did visit one gallery who devoted an entire showing to erotica and pieces that were even more specific. It was well done, but I left there highly. Bob, helpless to do anything else fell on top of her.Mandy felt her uncle's body crushing her, but it only lasted a second or two before he pushed up with his arms. She had fallen straight back, and he fell in such a way that his knees would have landed on the edge of the bed, had her body not been in the way. As a result, when he pushed himself up to get off of her body, his thighs slid, dragging the tip of his still weeping prick from her belly button through her pubic hair. With her butt.