I groan around the emptiness of my mouth and now all the sensation in my ass and cunt are not dulled by multitasking. I am still practically vibrating...and the sensation stops as the cock in my cunt is pulled out and the plug is removed. I’m scared, don’t know what else they would do. I’m pulled back, the stranger grins, holds me by my hair and at the neck as the top tells him to hold me in place. Another toy, a bigger one, is put in my rear, I adjust as well as I can but it is very hard. The. During my perfect evening, my perfect girl would choose the size of the strap-on, would choose the position, the timing and nature of the evening. She would put on the strap-on before dinner and wear it as a constant reminder to me of what she was going to do. She would pick a movie for us to watch and grow more and more touchy as the movie progressed. She would be the alpha and my perfect night would be determined by her. Since she was tired from an afternoon at the gym and had already cum. During the movie Dawn had leaned back against Matti’s chest, and he had enveloped her in his arms. They resumed this arrangement after they picked up their glasses.When there was a lull in their conversation, and the glasses were empty on the coffee table, Dawn asked, “Can you stay the night, Matti? I think I’d really like that.”“Hmmm ... let me think about that. Okay. I’ll stay.” Matti was laughing at her as she turned to slap him lightly on the arm.“You almost had me believing you weren’t. “I’m collecting,” I said.“I don’t have any money,” she said.“Your mom said she’d leave it for me.”“I can’t come down right now,” Mindy said.“Why not?”“Because I haven’t got a stitch on.”So it was true. Those white mounds were pressed behind her arms, just beyond my sight. With the way she was leaning, her back must have dipped in a gentle hollow that rose again with the rounding of her bare butt. The idea was almost too stimulating to contemplate.I pressed for clarification.“Meaning—?”“I’m.