Or maybe K.F.C.? XXX “Moralyth?” she asked as we finally reached the end. Sweater, blouse, skirt… She stroked back. She took me by my hand, smiling adorably as she led the way. “I admit, I had my doubts—my pride wouldn’t let me accept what you were saying until I’d tried for myself! With nothing else I could do, I turned to examining myself in the mirror; my pale skin was glistening with sweat, my full, heavy breasts heaving with frightened breath, my bright blue eyes wide and darting. She squealed, twitching uncontrollably, her hot, wet walls clenching around my fingers. “I’m sorry you lost him, Elly. I have a tampon in, to catch the mess.” That wasn’t the full truth, but it wasn’t a lie. I think my brain shifted back into gear right
