And as far as what's wrong with you? Sheryl, I assure you; there is nothing wrong with you."You just have a problem and you happen to smart enough to ...recognize that you have a problem. That's why you are here. You don't have any mental illness or defects." Oh really? Then why can't I stop? Even though I know Shawn is going to get seriously hurt and Daryl may never get over the idea that I hurt his good friend and think I've become nothing more than a slut, I still can't stop myself!" wailed. Amber eyes glinted gold in the sunlight as she quickly walked, a basket full of sweets in one of her arms. She wanted to have a mid-afternoon picnic with him… her father and Brandy thought that she had taken refuge in the coolness of the library – a past time which she had often indulged in. Taking the basket of sweets she’d told them not to worry if she missed dinner… barring some kind of attack on the keep there was no way that she’d be disturbed there, and no one had attacked the keep in. "Oh sweet Jesus, I'm cumming. Hold me, please hold tight," she screamed as she lost it.The climax rocked her body and I held on for dear life as she thrashed, twisted and bucked all over the sofa. I kept right on eating her pussy and I held onto her shapely ass as she thrashed about. Barb slowly calmed after her intense orgasm and I continued to lick her until her pussy was dry. As we lay on her sofa I continued to lick and kiss her bare thighs above her hose as she ran her hands through my. Anita’s pain cry indicated that the bastard had shoved his lubed finger in her tight asshole. Then I understood why my wife was resisting his attack…He moved his long finger in and out, stretching Ana’s dark rosebud.Her eyes were shut as Frank was pulling at her curly blond hair. From my vantage position I could see his hard dick lined up with Ana’s rear door. He was ready to assault her. Without warning, he suddenly came mounted again on her back and his dick disappeared inside her tight.