It might be real fun and stuff. I could tell my mom that I'm on a school trip or somethin'." Sure. Let's take a shower and watch some TV," Chris sugge...ted.The girls showered, then went into Chrissie's room. The house was silent. Her folks were out. Her brothers were at a movie.They were nude.Chris went to a dresser drawer, opened it, rumbled around in the back, and produced a big two-headed dildo - a long hard, slick rubber dildo with a wire in the middle to make it hard and a big bulbous. They seemed mechanical and depressing. If you start writing from the perspective of social anthropology , even depraved sex gets boring pretty quickly. Though I was a little bit hurt when Allenina didn't respond to the e-mail from my .edu address, I wasn't really surprised. She probably thought I was just another trannie chaser or wannabee trannie like the ones who populate her Yahoo! Group. Besides, even I don't answer all my e-mail from unknown sources. I understood that porn stars get. You’re not straight, right?” “No,” I answered, a light blush coming over my face. “Will you try this with me?” She asked, an almost desperate look on her face. “I mean, guys never seem to be able to make me cum, and I’m so tired of doing it myself.” I blushed deeper, pressing my face into my pillow momentarily. This wasn’t quite a situation I’d ever imagine would happen. Though I’d fantasized about it, granted. But apart from reading stories, and apart from watching porn myself, I had no. If my brain didn't understand what was going on, my body sure as hell did. My nipples popped hard, flashing hot and cold as they pointed at the floor. My towel had come loose and my tits were freed, the friendly weight of them tugging at my chest and jiggling pleasantly. My clitoris thrummed with violent, instinctive lust as the dog's fat cock pressed against it."Oh God! Oh no! Oh yes!" I blinked with confusion as I started cumming.I couldn't believe it, let alone comprehend how quickly the.