." Vera started before she realised what she was saying."What do you need? Tell me, tell me what brings you here." No one in the compound understands...." Vera decided to play the rebel card. "They think I should settle down, find a husband, just be a good little wife. I can't do that, I can't, I can't. I'm a woman and I want to be all that a woman can be." And you think you'll find that here? Was that what you were told?" "Please, let me come in. I'm one of you, really I am." Vera sounded as. As I stroke his erection he asked if I wanted it but didn't wait for a reply. He rolled me over, said 'Wait there' and undressed Then he moved behind me and told me to kneel up. I glanced behind me to see him putting a condom on. He fingered me quite roughly to open me up, lined his cock up between my cunt lips and with one hard thrust rammed his full length into me so hard it shoved me up the bed. He carried on shunting me forward until I was trapped against the bedhead then he took firm hold. How many? I don't know, but I'm guessing about eighty. And I'm sorry she stopped.She takes a couple of photos, as a reminder to a good birthday.She rummages a bit around in the drawer of the table, and to my surprise she takes out small container. The lid comes off, and in it are a dozen or so metall skewers, about ten centimeters long, and a millimeter thick.My heart again skips a beat! It seems we are not done yet.She takes one of the skewers out by the ring at the end, and places the tip on. She noticed the big front facing nostrils each side of his stubby bulbous nose, thick wide lips and those dark twinkling eyes.“Yeah mate, but you can call me Donkey,” the Aboriginal guffawed loudly, sharing his mirth with Fat Bruce who was already waddling across with a large cola.Donkey Bruce grabbed the drink and swallowed it in one as Sheila spoke.“Can we go? Get away from here?” she whispered anxiously.“Need to piss Donkey?” Fat Bruce asked slyly, having heard her. He winked towards the.