I picked it up and put it in my pocket to show to my dad when I got back home.When I did get home that afternoon I parked Dad's Jeep in the garaged an... hauled my gear up to my room. Dad was at work so there was nobody home. He and my mom had split up a couple of years back and I don't have any sibs so I was often on my own. I emptied my pockets, stripped and tossed all my dirty clothes into the hamper. Still intrigued by the gadget I found, I sat on the bed and examined it again. I couldn't. Before I had recovered from this frontal onslaught, I felt some oil being applied on my spread out arse cheeks and within seconds a huge shaft penetrated my arsehole. Again, the pain was intense but I couldn’t move or scream. Simultaneously, the mouths on my tits squeezed and bit into my breasts and nipples. I had never experienced such pain before.There were two pistons that were pulverizing my holes back and front. They were pushing in and out in tandem. I had no control. My hands were off. Now I live a train ride away from downtown Tokyo, and I found a website that claimed she worked at their place. It seems kinda normal here to have brothels. After thinking about it for weeks, I couldn't resist anymore, I had to call and try to get an appointment with her. A chance to have sex with my favorite porn star in real life?? I eventually set aside a day to go to Tokyo and see her. Silly me, I didn't call the day before and didn't even call until I was within walking distance of the. The warm blood soaking my side, draining into my eyes, felt cold. Colorvision was replaced by shades of gray.I could hear the noises, far off explosions of sound as dull thuds whilethe crew on the scene began to pry open the metal doors of the wreck.Murmured words of "Hang in there buddy" and "You're doing fine", comfortand lies I had used myself.My eyes closed and imagined the soft safe place. It had been years sinceI wanted to go there. SCENE 5: University Days ApartmentThe wooden floors were.