The world around her became almost a blur. Her vision tunneled down to directly ahead of her, ensuring she could avoid obsticles in her way. In order ...to avoid overload, her brain filtered out everything to the sides, leaving the forest to seem like a green blur.She didn't go very far, pausing to glance around the woods. She didn't know where she was, but that wasn't so much the problem. Turning, she was able to notice the ground had recently been disturbed. There wasn't a foot print, but the. I was enjoying it (now since I’m writing this I am very hard now and really missing her lot) and woh bhi bahut co-operate kar rahi thi kab uska haath mere pant pe gaya pata hi nahi chala… she started playing over the pant and slowly started stroking over the pant…. I moved my hand under her t-shirt and then slowly inside her bra and touched her bear boobs and started feeling the softness of boobs and aerola of her nipples… her nipples got erected and I started pinching it and simultaneously. It is finally my turn to tell my side, to explain my actions. This could be my chance to alter my fate and avoid further punishment. But how can I make them understand? How can I explain to those of polyester and cotton the actions of the flesh and blood? Are they able to grasp the differences between us that I have spent so many years trying to convince them do not exist? What reason could I possibly have for what I have done? It was unforgivable, but necessary, a form of self-defense. I know. .. deeper.... deeper....suck my clit..... yesssss.....huhhhhhhhh..... shitttt.... that was good....' I was lost in the world of indulgent.'Shit.... You like my ass hole don't you, Tim......... ummmmmmm..... shittttt..... don't stop ....... don't you stop.....' He was ass rimming me and he pulled my butts to the sides very hard to expose more of my hole.'Tim, use finger...'He did not wait. Soon his finger gained entrance into my asshole.'Yes...... deeper..... deeper....'While his finger.