As you wake up you get nearly shocked to death. As you look down you see that you are floating in the air above New York. After some time you manage t... fly. Still not the best, but you could get where you want to go. As you float through NY you suddenly come across a Skyscraper that looked very familiar to you. It was the Stark tower! "Wait, so does that mean I'm ..." you suddenly get interrupted as you hear something fly nearly through you ... "Yes that definitely was him ..." You are now in. You are soaking wet as I begin to feel the first waves of an orgasm hitting you. My fingers continue to rush in and out of you, hitting your g-spot as my other hand presses down on your pubic bone, drawing out your pleasure. You try to contain a scream, but it comes out as a squeal as I feel your pussy pulse around my fingers as the flood of new juice pours over my hand. I realize how big that orgasm was for you when you don’t immediately get up to return the favour, your body still convulsing. "Hello, my name is Kristen and this is Maria. As I told your son here, we're from the Support Services for Survivors of Sexual Slavery, or '5-S' as it's often called. Across the world there are millions of girls and women held in sexual slavery..." She went on at length about the terrible conditions and the evil men who ran the enterprises. Then she said, "When law enforcement agencies are successful in liberating them, the girls have emotional scars. The partner agencies of 5-S provide them. You think any girl in her right mind would want to go to prom with me looking like this? Think of how bad the prom picture would look."I nodded. "That's not true. Jenna will go with you in a heartbeat." Or I know I would She added silently."How do you know about Jenna?" He asked bashfully."I have my sources. Besides it's all over school. And you know I did see her crying over you when she heard about the accident. That goes to show that she cares for you and will not care about how you look."He.