Winning your local competition moved you up to All-City. Beyond that was All-State, the Regionals and the Nationals, if one dared to dream.With each a...vancement in the ranks, the strapons got bigger and the competition grew much more stiff. There was nary a woman alive who didn’t want the title of Strapon Queen for the year to come. Contests in female domination and fetish style had supplanted the beauty pageants and fashion shows of old. No competition was more celebrated than the Strapon. "It's just Gary ... At least, that's what Moira says." What's just Gary?" He's just - Arrgghhh"I kept silent, hoping she'd continue on her own."Okay, like, it's a long story. And it's kind of personal..." Saralinda, you don't need to tell me anything you're not comfortable with sharing," I reminded her. I really didn't want to pressure her into talking."No, I do want to tell you."I waited, heard her sigh, and then she continued quietly."Gary and I, um, made love. Like, four days ago. It was my. But I think you will know what to do,” Stephanie said with a broad smile. Then she laid back and spread her legs wide. I could see her shaved pussy glistening with excitement.I couldn’t take it any longer and stood up, taking a few steps until I was standing beside the bed. I figured they could yell at me if I was too close. My mother glanced at me but didn’t say anything. Stephanie’s eyes were closed. I watched from the side of the bed as my mother began kissing down the inside of Stephanie’s. OH MY, I WAS IN HEAVEN!!! Both my holes were being filled, my tits were being taken care of – all I needed was something in my mouth. I turned to Jason, pulled his mouth to mine and proceeded to give him the best French tongue fucking of his life. I WAS HOT! My juices were flowing to the point of flooding out of my pussy. Jason reached into my pussy to get a handful of sweet pussy cream, and then he proceeded to lube his 9” dick and my ass hole. He placed his bulging head at the entrance.