And then, before she could ask her next question: "And you're sure too. Trust me, Jane. It's one of the best feelings in the world. It's better than h...aving a hand down there. It may be even better than sex."Well, I wouldn't know about that. But something that feels even better than being touched? Sure!Russell had her bend over the desk, and knelt behind her. She felt his breath on her... Area. It was a new sensation, to be certain, but it was not unpleasant.And then his tongue touched her, and. You are tightening your thighs since it does feel good but you don’t feel anything between your legs. What ever I am doing I must be using my fingers. But you would feel my hand surely as it grazed across your upper thighs. Your mind is not keeping up with the feeling you feel. This is the sensory deprivation I was after. I want your mind confused by what it is feeling. I want your shivering and trying to figure out what is going on. I want you to question what your are feeling and how. You. Then with jerks I started inserting my tool in her.She said “Pls. dhere-2 dalo aise bahut dard hota hai”. I kept my hand on her ass cheeks and opened widely and started stroking her and took saliva of my mouth in my middle finger and applied on her ass hole. I repeated the same 2-3 times.And while fucking her I inserted my middle finger in her ass hole. She cried “Yeh kya kar rahe ho aap, pls. ungli bahar nikalo”. I said “Daro mat main yahan se kuch nahin karoonga”. I was slapping her ass. Her voice was controlled, but he could hear the sadness and fatigue as she said, ‘Greg, Wayne is gone. He died a couple of hours ago at the hospital.’ The long struggle, the pain, the vomiting from the drugs, all of it was over for Wayne now. Nina and Laura could begin the long healing process. The nights of crying, the heartache and feeling of being lost and alone would slowly ease and be replaced with acceptance of Wayne being gone. All of the well meaning platitudes uttered by family and.