She was holding a giant strapon."Do you like it?" Charlene asked."But...I already have a dick..." Yeah, this is for me. I want to fuck you with it." W...what???" Ann yelped, surprised."Come on," Charlene goaded. "I've seen the way your pussy gushes when you fuck me with that huge cock of yours. I've heard you talk in your sleep, wishing I had a dick." I...I don't..."Charlene leaned forward and kissed her futa girlfriend on the mouth, Ann's mouth opening as she received the kiss, the girlfriends'. . living apart. Daima felt an ache in her core.She breathed a couple of deep breaths and looked up at Ahmed, this timenot afraid to look at him, judging him, trying to decide. Ahmed lookedback at her, a friendly but amused smile on his worldly and manly face.The whole table held their breath."Yes, that would be wonderful," Daima said, finally, knowing it was theonly answer she could possibly give. "If Ahmed would agree to accompanyme." Oh, I would," he said eagerly, to general laughter. "It. He narrowed his eyes at her. "I gather that your mum's off out tonight Debbie?" Yes she's got another hot date and she probably won't be coming home tonight." So you're going to be all on your own?" Looks like it yes." You know Debbie." He said a little shiftily. "I could come over and keep you company for a bit. Bring some of my army and show you what I've been doing since we last fucked."She blushed a little, but her eyes brightened in remembrance of being bent over the sink and fucked from. The idea of fucking her, however, had been in my head since the first time I ever wanked off. One afternoon, I got round to Matt’s house and (as we had always done) let myself in through the back. “Hi, Tim, back again?” His mum greeted me in her usual cheery fashion. “Matt’s not back yet and I have to go to work, but you know where everything is.” The idea of me hanging around waiting was just part of the way we were. “Oh…” she added as an afterthought. “… Kelly’s still in bed, so you’re not.