The slightest touch made me gasp as I ran a finger between the lips and diddled the bump of my clit. Masturbation had become a thing these days and wa...s an easy way to soothe the soul as I let my sexuality float away on a dreamy day dreams of the perfect mate.I turned slowly until I was facing away from the mirror and staring over the shoulder at my reflection. My ass was pretty much apple shaped perfection. Both butt cheeks were firm, full and well rounded with a deep cleft between them.. .anything to take away the monotony of turning sausage meat into sausages all day....she could do the work without thinking in any case. The natural skin sausages were the hardest to fill but Sarah was an expert. She remembered her first week when she had been training...."You have to wank them out one at a time" she had been told by the Supervisor and sure enough the action was just like giving a guy a hand job. She pulled and pulled on the skin as the sausages filled and began to imagine. ...I was suddenly so self-conscious of mynearly bare legs..and painted toes, thonged plugged ass hanging out ofthis minidress, balancing little steps as I opened the door..realizinghow scared I am.....omg Trisha no no no no no I thought keep ittogether....you came this far...it's fun.. right? did you want to gothrough life never feeling this? All the wrong questions....I washyperventilating a little behind the door, now half open...starting tohave a very unexpected and sudden battle with. The first time he had massaged her neck. The moment on the couch in the basement when he'd made her cum, for the first time and the moment in the hotel room where she'd finally been able to taste him...All of these thing,s came back to donna and she relived them as he innocently rubbed her back. She closed her eyes and gave into the pleasure he was giving her. As she did so, she felt herself growing wet. Something he's always been able to do to her.She shifted her body slightly and he moved one.