When she was younger all she thought about was sex and how great it would feel. As she grew she started having darker fantasies and didnt know how to ...ontrol them. Every night she would masturbate while thinking about men using her, forcing her to do things for their pleasure. But now, just thinking about being used isnt enough. She didnt know if she could really go through with finding a man and letting him do things to her but deep down she really knew this needed to happen. She decided to go. Her vaginal muscles were also contracting and heightening Tom’s sensual enjoyment. Tom knew that Jenny was beginning to build toward an orgasm while he wasn’t there yet. Jenny began to writhe and Tom once again increased the tempo, then slowly slid a finger above his pulsing member and began to stroke her clit. There was an almost instantaneous reaction from Jenny as she crooned a strange tuneless song ending in another cry as she expressed her orgasm. She shook for a few moments and then her. ?That bitch!' George muttered as he vaguely remembered the previous night. Desperate to urinate, George realised his only option was to sit on the toiletlike a woman. ?She's in fucking big trouble!' George muttered as he released a stream ofurine. ?Roberta!' George yelled as he stalked into the living room. He was dressedas usual ? smart business suit ? and had showered after spending a good halfan hour attempting to remove the device from his penis but to no avail. Fuming, he had then searched. Driving home, he didn’t notice anything unusual. Whatever strange creatures might be tormenting the other drivers, they weren’t obvious through their car windows. He wasn’t sure why, though he suspected the tinted windows on most modern cars had an effect. Either way, he was relieved not to be confronted during his drive home. He wasn’t sure how he might respond if challenged while driving. Still, he kept his vision focused on the cars ahead of him, not risking glancing at pedestrians or into.