M.S. Bertie was a distinguished looking man in his sixties, while Rob was another clone from the same mold as Jimmy and Jack.Jimmy took Rob off to loo... at the A380 saying that he must be one of the few mechanics around actually certified on that aircraft."IAMS?" I asked, when Bertie and I had sat down, and we'd accepted coffees from John, who came in at that moment.Bertie laughed."I wish I had collected a nickel from everyone who asked that question over the years," he chuckled. "It stands for. ..."This is it, my sweetie.You will be useless now.and forever..... Eight inches? I don't think so anymore!" At that she stuck a needle in his ass cheek. And then another one in the other, slowly letting the syringe unload. When done, she backed away again. "You don't need to see this next part for awhile," she said. "Just take it like a good little faggot bitch" With that, she placed a blindfold over his eyes then stepped away again, only to return with an inflatable butt plug that she. "A Bank Robbery huh?" she said. "Yeah the one on fifteenth street. Man I thought I was a gonner for sure, thank god Supergirl showed up." "Oh she was there?" "Yeah she was hovering above the crowd waving to us, then flew off." "That's some story..." "Yeah I can't stop thinking about her though, floating above us like an angel, sunlight sparkling off her amazing blonde hair...she was beautiful." That's when it happened, as Linda went to take a sip of tea she smirked the exact same smirk."Ah ha,. ”Half a loaf is better than none, thought Linc, following her back to her bedroom.She took off her shirt and bra and lay on the bed. She squirted some lube on her chest and spread it over her jiggling mounds.Linc was out of his shoes and pants in a flash. Straddling her chest, he dipped his cockhead into the puddle of lube between her breasts. It tingled and she grinned up at him.“More fun for me too,” she said, spreading the stimulating liquid around her chest.Tracey pressed her pillows.