She squirted again and Amber took it all in.“Amber, would you like for Linda to use her strap on in your ass”?What Amber didn’t know was that th... strap on Linda had was regularly used on our neighbor who thought that toys just couldn’t be too big. The cock on this thing was 16 inches long and was as thick as a horse’s cock. Angie, the neighbor, would grunt and cry out occasionally but would always get that whole thing inside her ass. She could only take about 2/3 of it in her pussy.“Yes. Ms.. Her perfect breasts pressed tight against electric blue spandex. A large red and yellow “S” logo was sewn into the fabric. “…Supergirl.” She glared at me, breathing heavily, waiting for my reaction. I felt my body trembling. Her expression was so genuine. Her plea so real….I could do nothing but reach out to her in her obvious psychosis. “What…what can I do to help you…. Supergirl?” She kicked off her shoes and unbuttoned her jeans. Underneath, a crushed red skirt fell just below her hips. No. If they ever read it, they’d-they’d know I LIKE them even! I can’t do THAT in real life, if I knew they’d read it, right? It’s against the laws of physics! People aren’t allowed to meet or to tell people what they truly think like! They want to do a thing or two, only to say, but I can’t because that is not the way the world works! And I HATE that! You know what we should do? Marriage, demolished. Sex, with Everybody! Man AND Woman! Children becoming mature adults with sexual relations, wearing. But I had work that needed to get done, and a semi-deadline of early September when I was to have some detailed outlines of my dissertation topic in the hands of my doctoral committee. I hadn’t been making much progress on those outlines since that first night of strip poker with Carol. I had been the first to suggest that we live together. Carol had a small apartment. I had a two floor, two bedroom apartment. She would save rent and could even have her own bedroom, although I conveniently.