She felt something cold and slippery touch her anus, then the other hand went to her labias, squeezing them until Mary had no choice but to push back....Bruno greased up his finger with the tube of Vaseline he brought over to the bed. His goo covered finger pressed against the hot flesh of her anus, circling it with the slippery Vaseline. He reached under, grabbed Mary’s vulnerable labias, and began to squeeze them into the powerful vise of his fingers until he was forced to arch up away from. Max stood behind me as he made me face my naked form in the mirror. He wrapped his one arm around my neck holding me in place and his other hand snaked down my body. I watched his hand cover my right breast and gently squeeze. He was leaning down on me so his lips were practically touching my ear. ‘Here,’ he whispered, his breath ragged. His hand passed over my belly, ‘and here.’ And finally his hand rested on my mound, ‘and here.’ ‘My come, all over you, my lovely cumslut.’ His fingers moved. .. So, Mr. President, you’re probably wondering what the hell happened to you!” I chuckled at The Donald, who was in full demonic form.“No, it’s pretty obvious what happened to me, I think. You stole my fucking soul. Snatched it from me, using Kim here as bait. So what now? I’m a demon? I can expect what to happen to me? Eternal damnation, torment, that kind of thing? Am I still President? Am I dead now?” Trump shifted back and forth between Kim Kardashian and me.“Well, as to whether or not. . and liking. It was almost time for dinner, and as I was describing the main course she put her hand on my upper thigh causing me to stop. "Let's just skip to the dessert," she said softly. She looked directly into my eyes, piercing me with her bright blues, as she bit her bottom lip. She moved her hand up my thigh onto my chest, pressing me back against the couch as she climbed over me. "What do you say," she asked. All I could do was nod as excitement shot through my veins. I moved my.