I asked him if he liked me fingering him down there? He replied that it feels wonderful, he had seen videos of it and he was enjoying it more in real ...life. George spread his legs to give me better access. I slid an oily finger inside him, his ass hole opened up to my finger, I added another. George was moaning saying So good! He pulled his knees up to his head, I fingered his young bum adding a third oily finger, his hole was so accommodating if I pushed any harder I would be fisting him. My. I am drawn to the sound of your voice, just like Peaches-the-cat, and just as predisposed to purr as she is. You are sitting in your chair, staring sightlessly at the computer monitor as you talk. 'Ah, good,' I think, 'its not work-related.' I long to touch you and I do so, running my fingers over your bare shoulders and down your chest.In response, your fingers clasp my wrist, and squeezing firmly, lift my hand away. Your other hand gestures impatiently, signalling 'leave me alone'. I am. I wonder if he truly sane? He shook his head. I wonder if anyone of us are.Scully was told to go right in. Her jaw dropped. The Cancer-Smoking Man was watching movies of her and Mulder with his omnipresent cigarette being puffed. Her mouth tightens into a dangerous frown as she realizes that their life has been bugged! Her hand moves towards her pistol, but iron hands grab her from behind."What's the idea?" she asked."You'll find out shortly. Blame Mulder for this. He will not listen to reason.. “I keep breaking all the promises that I keep making to myself. But promises mean nothing to me anymore, circling the drain, spiraling to hell. So why do I feel desperate now? Why do I feel like dying?”As he climbs onto the bed, his cock is hard as solid rock. The belt from his pants is still gripped in his hand. He deftly create a loop. Without a word, he pops this over her head and tightens it slightly and positions it just right. Carrie flops over so that he is given a nice view of her ass.