However, the details are often changed so the stories may more readily fit into the prevailing culture, and as such, many of the true details are lost... [email protected]**********************************************************************Foreward:For many, many centuries, a strange procession of metallic cargo containers fell endlessly in a cometary orbit around the tiny yellow star. From the gashes and holes in the huge containers, small metal boxes and other assorted trade. Sorry, I shouldn't have bumped into you."I stooped to retrieve her bag. It was leather, with a gold chain shoulderstrap. The heels were spikes on leather boots that came to just above herknees. Her tartan skirt below a black long-sleeved jumper would have said'private girls school' - if it weren't for the boots. She brushed herlong mousy hair away from her face as she took the bag from me."Thank - "As she looked at me properly, she gasped, and put her hands up to herface."Chris? Oh, no, no! It. She goes on to say that she hadn’t been fuck, in nearly a month and old BOB wasn’t doing it for her.At this point the video was near its end and was I just had shot my load across my partner back. Misty stated that I looked bigger in person than on screen but it didn’t matter as long as I knew how to use it. She quickly stands, pants still undone and said don’t move, I’ll be right back. She returned shortly and hands me a thumb drive. I insert it and open it and she directs me to open a file.. She'd never thought of having a penis inside her... not really.But why not? Wouldn't it be just as good as Uncle Bob's finger?She went to the bed and lay back on her pillow, legs spread. She dipped a finger into her pussy. It was slick and wet from sucking her father's cum and swallowing it. She reached down with the rubber facsimile of her brother's penis and put it between her lips, where her finger had just been.She pulled on it... and froze.There was pain.She remembered Uncle Bob's finger.