I kept pushing myself down harder and harder on her probing hand while she bunched her fingers together and fucked me with them, pumping them in and o...t like a giant cock. Then the impossible happened: Ginger thrust hard at the same moment I was rocking my pelvis onto her hand, and her entire fist slid into my pussy, up to her wrist and beyond. I gasped, seeing what had happened, feeling myself filled as I had never been filled before. I had heard of fisting, but it had certainly never happened. His beautifully manicured hand reached out to take mine. “You may call me Tim, but soon you will call me Master,” he said as I slipped my hand into his. I was spellbound by the animalistic look in his eyes. The warmth of his hand wrapped around mine sent electricity through my body. Warmth pooled between my thighs. “I am Dream.” Why did my voice sound so seductive? I saw Tanzy snickering out of the corner of my eye, but my heeled shoe on her toe quickly stopped that. Tim said, “I would love for. Halftime rolls around and you get up and sit on my tits. You slap my face with your heavy meat. Stick your tongue out slut-show me you want my cock. You fuck my face forcing your rod down my throat. Your friends have pulled out and are stroking their dicks. The sound of me gagging on your dick is making them crazy. Your rod swells and pulses in my mouth and you pull out quick, and while looking at your buddies laughing, shoot you load on my tits. You scoop your cum off my boob with your still. Probably a lost cause, I rationalized, and went back to work.All this occurred on a Thursday.Saturday, I had reason to hit the local mall. Well, the closest one to me, anyway. I visited a bookstore, a CD chain, and a nationally-known department store. I was headed out of the department store, via an exit that required passing through the draperies area.There stood Jane, behind the counter, looking like an employee.I stopped in mid-stride. I looked at her, and she must have sensed it, as she.