"Like that?" Nicki asked, flushing as she saw Tasha looking between her legs. That's when she noticed the large mirror hanging against the opposite wa...l. Shocked, Nicki stared at her reflection, a woman in a black skirt and a white blouse, completely dressed for the office—except for the whole straddling thing, and the five inch dildo pressed up into her flesh. "Perfect," Tasha agreed, handing her friend the controls. "Here."Still surprised at her own reflection, Nicki murmured, "Maybe this. Boron looked around the room, located Peter, snarled some words that Peter couldn't quite remember. The intervening period between that morning and now had the quality of a nightmare--one Peter wasn't able to wake up from."Peter," a woman's voice said. Peter opened one eye, then both. The woman was gray haired and chubby and somewhere in her 60's. "I'm Nurse Shelley. You are in the veterans hospital--it was the only safe place to bring you. How do you feel?" Mistress, I am fine," Peter lied. Her panting mouth dropped suggestively, smirking slightly, as she dropped her eyes to my cock between us, bouncing from the remaining bloodflow that coursed through it. I looked down, too-- and saw many thick, gooey strings of our cum, tethering my cock not just to her pussy lips--but were connected deep within her gaping, wide-open and well-fucked pussy--a fleshy pink. I flexed, and the thick lines of cum that still connected my cock to her womb shook and vibrated in the air between us. "You. Will you hold me for a bit?" "Casey, you know this isn't right," I said, trying to mentally fight off what was happening. "Says who? I'm eighteen, and you may be saying no, but your body is telling me yes. I've always wanted you, Matt, and I can tell how you look at me sometimes that you want me too. You're not being satisfied at home, are you?" Before I could respond, she bent her head down, kissing me deeply; I took her tongue into my mouth, entwining it with mine. "I've never done this.