The light was coming from a couple ramps mostly, daylight.I stretched and tried to straighten my legs, feeling stiff and crampy. I caught sight of the...woman, Angela, in the back seat. Sleeping much as I had been. I watched her for a few minutes and her body didn't move, not even her breasts, as if she weren't breathing at all. I thought about touching her, just to see if she was alive. But I didn't. If she was asleep, she probably needed it. If she was dead, it wasn't like I was gonna be able. But it couldn’t . He was completely plugged up. Nothing was moving, his stomach hurt a bit. He was going to have to figure something out, he remembered the “equipment” in his parents bathroom closet.Down the stairs he went totally naked. The last drip of jism leaked onto his leg. Quickly into the master baths closet he found the “ equipment” that was stored in a green tote. Grabbing it his arm muscles strained. “ Man” he thought this fucker is heavy.Once in his bathroom he opened the tote. What. ” She stroked my cock up and down. “You are supposed to take cocks not have them you little slut.” She smacked my ass. It felt so good. My eyes were rolling into the back of my head. “Ahhh you like this don't you?” I moaned. “You want a cock in your ass too don't you slut?” I moaned again. “Let me get it.” she said as she went back into her room and got into her drawer. She came back with a strap on I had seen in the drawer and a bottle of lube. I shuddered. “You are a little slut. I opened my eyes and tilted my head to the side. My fingers gave the song enough physical form to press against her from all sides. I squeezed. Her breathing stopped, and her eyes widened. I let go and waited."You're the one she won't tell me about!" Envy lent strength to her voice."She can't tell you about me." What do you mean can't?" Knock on the door."She managed to lean in that direction. Her eyes bored into me before she bit her lip, this time drawing blood, and leaned harder."She can't.