The fact that it was raining in London and the resultant wet raincoats and jackets being flung about made already flared tempers even more brittle. ...ail was a Management consultant doing a 3-year project for a global oil company assessing the impact of North Sea drilling. Working with men came easy to her, growing up in the family of four brothers and a mom that died when she was 16. One of her fondest memories was playing football in the park with her brothers and cousins and the inevitable. I take several big sniffs of popper and wait. He is doing the same with his popper bottle then I feel him start to apply the pressure and I feel my arse opening up slowly as he keeps pushing this giant dildo that he loves millimetre by millimetre into my love tunnel. I feel the head starting to push my sphincter muscle open and there is a sharp pain. I tense up and he tells me to relax and I try breathing deeply and try and force my arse muscles to relax and accept the monster trying to slip. Fortunately for Kevin he could sit next to a woman as he did on occasions, gynophobia only struck him dumb, turning him into a quivering mass of jelly held together by bones when touched by a woman. The body learns to protect itself, hence the grotesque development of his appearance. TWO Kevin went Upstate New York and signed into a hospital run by a Doctor Judy Barrett. Doctor Barrett took on Kevin’s case herself as it was so unique. She found she could touch him providing she wore rubber. “Please, please, everyone wants us to do it. Feel how wet I am.”I grabbed her hand and shoved it between my thighs. Futas around us groaned in envy. My sister looked down at me, her breasts swaying. I grinned at her as I rubbed her hand up and down my slit, my juices soaking her. She licked her lips, this wild gleam forming in her eyes. Her fingers curled and slid into my pussy.“I didn’t give permission for that,” I told her. I grabbed her futa-dick and stroked her. “Unless...”“Krysten,” she.