Despite the climate controlled atmosphere, the air was still slightly chilly on bare skin, so Alan left his shirt on. Astrid, however, was built tough...and was lying back on the counter with her legs spread and stripped of her clothes. ‘Alright, Coley, stick it in.’ ‘Hey! A little respect would be nice,’ Alan exclaimed in mock offence. ‘This is a man’s cock, not some run-of-the-mill dildo that you can simply print whenever you please.’ ‘Yeah, yeah, get on with it; we literally don’t have all. . It was long and slim. Perfect for me. I blew across the tip and felt him shudder with desire. There was no doubt his cum would be in my belly tonight! I turned my head to the side so I could see his face and asked what he wanted. Being a teenager he was not man enough to tell me to suck it. Instead he asked, ‘Would you kiss it?’ MEN! Say what you want. Here I am jerking his cock with my mouth so close I can feel his pulse with my lips and he asks, ASKS, me to please kiss it! If I were not so. This had beenthe best Catwoman costume he'd done yet. But this woman had recognized him asif he were in his street clothes -- or wearing a name badge. No, he'dattached his to the purse he was carrying, and it hung down so that nobodyover three feet tall could read it."Who...." He stopped and looked at the woman who had guessed his identity.He'd never seen her before, though he wished he had. She was gorgeous, aboutthirty, with long blonde hair almost to her waist and a set of curves thather. . before I could hit him," she cried, breaking down into continuous sobs."Okay, okay, you're safe now, love. I won't let anything happen to you. Did anyone else see what happened?"She shook her head. "No ... I don't think so. It was dark ... in the parking lot." What happened when you hit him?" I asked, trying to understand exactly what happened to her."He pushed me against the car. Hard. I yelled at him and kneed him. That's when he ran away."Dory was sitting up, now, hanging onto me for dear.