#294649 - Ne parlons pas! the girls would scold Grace when she tried to talk, she couldn't seem to stop talking no matter how many times Ann or Bea swatted her with a thorny branch and her back was in danger of becoming scarred so I had a discussion with Eve and she knew exactly what to do. She hated herself, not for the humiliation, her tacit acceptance of her treatment, her failure to fight, but for the fact she was now desperate for a cock, she didn't often have sex, and when she did it was often with a girlfriend or more often her vibrator, but he sensations the mens rapidly pistoning cocks sent to her vagina through the thin walls of her ass cavity were making her yearn for something to fill the aching void of her pussy and soothe her now frantic clitoris. she explained.