“We're not supposed to see each other, or kiss. I can't kiss you anymore.” He picked up the towel and pushed it at her. “Cover that.”“Don't ...ou like it?” Deana asked, and took her time fastening the towel around her body.“That's the problem, I do... like it, too much.”“I don't mind,” she said. “You can kiss me anytime you want."“No, you don't understand how it is for me.”“Yes, yes, Evan, I do. I like it...like you kissing me. It makes me happy.”“But it's not right. It's not supposed to. "They are the best falsies thatmoney can buy! Combine them with some makeup, some blending and somereally good airbrushing and Wha-la! You've got some sexy tits!"He reached down, sticking his hand between his legs just nervously makingsure his restrained manhood was still there, as he felt the tape betweenhis legs and almost into his crack. It was weirder than he could haveimagined, seeing long red nails rummage across his now auburn coloredperfectly v-shaped bush as his tip slid up touching. ”“Figures.”“The stories are inflated.”“You look better today.”“I’m having more fun with this Program thing.”“I told you. You’re bigger than yesterday.”“I am not. It’s just your imagination.”“No, I think it grew. It definitely looks harder.”“Oh, that.”“What did you think I was talking about? Your height?”“I’m sensitive about that.”“Can I touch it?”“Is that an RR?”“Yes.”“Okay.”“You’re leaking.” she declared.I rolled my eyes. “I know. It’s embarrassing, Georgia.”“Don’t sweat it. Everyone leaks in. Slowly he started finger fucking me, perfectly, as though he knew exactly what he was doing. When he eventually pulled his fingers out I was horny and hard as ever, I Must have been dripping precum. His dick was still lubed up from my quick blowjob, so there was no need for him to do anything more. First I felt the head poking at my ass, then with more force I felt the first 3” hammer into me. Then he pulled so that only the tip was still inside me, before slamming once more into my hole - this.