Then, on a rainy afternoon, it became too much. The rain had started again, on a Friday afternoon. As he again was naked on his bed, cock hard and st...aining against his hand, that he broke. After a long shower, he packed a bag, and boarded a plane to a place he swore to which he’d never return. On his way out, he called her, her voice filling with desire as he told her he’d be there soon, that enough was enough. The plane ride was intolerable. The seeming endless moment of being suspended. "Wait, I want to take a picture," she said. We posed, me holding her hand, while Alice snapped three pictures before I stopped her saying we would be late if we didn't leave soon.She laughed, "But this is so special. Every mom wants pictures of her daughter going on her first date." My mom makes me ride in the backseat," Brenda said as I was making sure her seatbelt was buckled."Your mom's not driving today, is she?" I asked and watched her smile, shyly.We waved to Alice who was standing on the. "Hi, Darla," Brenda replied. "What are you doing here?" Could you give me a ride home?" Darla pointedly ignored Brenda's question. She didn't want to go through a drawn out explanation and it was none of Brenda's business anyway."I don't see why not but I'm here with my date. I'll have to ask him." She had continued walking until she stopped next to a brand new Cadillac Fleetwood. They had to list for more than five thousand dollars. Darla wondered how Brenda knew anyone who could afford this. My butt plug seemed to vibrate longer and harder as heeffortlessly lifted me up and brought me down so that his cock entered mypussy. I could feel his cock slide along my own even through the prosthetic,which seemed to even have some sort of self-lubricating system. I let out along moan spreading my legs as far as they would go and leaning forward tokiss him. He kissed back and thrust forward. If he could tell it was a fake,he certainly didn't seem to mind. In the low light, looking in the.