Do something. Go right, walk past the door naked, holding the day's clothing (Blue skirt and white top). Pick up the towel and spend a beautiful amoun... of time making me wish I was a born a towel. Finish off with a few more passes left and right in various states of dressing."How do I look?" she asked."Fuckin-gorgeous!"The accident changed some things but not family meals. I sat quietly, being ignored by Dad, Catherine, and Ahmo. I didn't have anything against being ostracized anymore. It was. She led me out, and she didn't need to say another word, or ask me if I would follow her. Was it so obvious that I would do anything for those eyes?She seemed to live in a large studio, above a store on a nearby street. It was busy, but not as trendy as where we had come from. The glimpses I caught of those around us seem to indicate a darker color of clothing.I followed her up the stairs, and it was wonderful to see that few inches more of her stockings that this new angle allowed, before. The heat from her pussy flares against my crotch. I strip off my t-shirt while she frantically zips down my pants and pulls my belt free. My dick springs free of my shorts and strikes my stomach with an audible smack. Eve gasps and blurts, “It’s even bigger in person!!”I’m bursting with lust, grabbing her breasts, twisting her nipples so hard she moans and then yelps. She grabs my cock two-handed like a baseball bat and whispers, “I’ve wanted to grip that monster for months.”“Jesus God,”. Part of her was very afraid… she was about to lose her virginity, and to a machine. However, another part of her felt like it wanted this… Damon lined it the end up with her pussy and pushed it in slowly. Christina squealed as the huge metal cock pushed deep inside her, to her shame she found it quite pleasurable. Damon fiddled around with it, and then left the room. Once again the movie screen filled with pictures of all sorts of sexual situations, although this time there were a few scenes.