I slipped into my red strapless dress. Admiring myself in the mirror, tweaking my large nipples so they protrude through my dress. Oh I definitely loo...ed like a cock hungry slut. I reached in my secret drawer for the love eggs, my eyes immediately drawn to the big black dildo, 10 inch long and so thick, its rubber veins begging to rub the walls of my slick vagina. I picked it up and threw it into my bag with the picnic blanket and baby oil I'd already packed. Grabbing desperately the eggs, I. “Jasmine, I …”She ran out of my bedroom and grabbed her jacket. “I understand if you never want to see me again.” She bolted for the door.“It’s not that big a deal!” I called. “We can work this out!”She opened the door and ran outside to her car. It was three days before I spoke to her again. Part 4Jasmine and I talked forever over the phone once her embarrassment had subsided. I was afraid that the only reason she was with me was because of our supposed common interest of watersports, and. " Abby replied. "You can build tools to handle penetration. I can think of a couple of ways myself. Specialized surgical tools are a norm. For instance, a hollow shaft with a "X" cut in the end of it to allow a broad-head razor arrow head to extend out and slit the upper wall of the vagina, and then retract to allow the shaft to be forced up through the abdominal cavity to the bottom of the stomach. Then you extend the broad-head again to pierce the bottom of the stomach and wind your way up. I take it you had dinner with a guy named Alvaro Lopes?" Yes, that's right." The commander said he held the most junior diplomatic rank of the group, some sort of science advisor. But he also thought it might be this Alvaro guy who was running the show from their end, just by watching how they interacted with each other. You know what I mean?"Megan was silent for a moment and then replied, "Yes, I do."The pilot nodded and got back to his flying.Megan settled back into her co-pilot chair and.