She pulled her fingers out then I felt it, the cock pushed against my ass. I clenched tight not allowing entry. "Oh come on darling, you ass fucked me...once all those years ago, haven't you wondered what it was like for me?"She was right, I had often thought about that night and how it felt for her as I had pumped 20 mindblowing strokes into her tight ass before quickly cumming up inside her. I relaxed my ass muscles and she pushed harder. All of a sudden an inch then two squeezed into me, I. I held the giant dildo up to my noseand inhaled, sniffing the strong scent of rubber, andunderneath, the fainter, more delicate, acrid and muskyscent of a hot, slippery pussy. I held the enormous shaftto my chest and flicked out my tongue to lick one of thebulbous heads. It was tart and tangy, and my nipplesstood instantly on end, from the knowledge that I wastasting my own mother’s cunt juices.I stretched my mouth as wide as I possibly could, andeased the huge egg-shaped knob between my. "Well, you know. Every case!"I've hugged him back, smiling."So," this time he talked first: "I know this is not my business, but... First of all, please, accept my condolences."And there we go, again.That cloud of sadness, posing right above my head. I could open my heart to my friends, but I wasn't sure I could have afforded it, again: I've heard myself sobbing on his chest, as some inner strength struggled to grow inside me.Keeping my hands still on his hands, I got off his well-built. .greedy. I let my fetishes steer the wheel a tiny bit, and ended up also picking out a Perfect Disguise, which would make me unrecognizable to even my closest friends, and a Rubber Constitution, which would make rough sex so much less painful. And those went so well with the Boon of Social Ambivalence, which would make it so that everything I did was totally normal, no matter how weird or illegal it was. And then? I didn't really have an excuse for also requesting the summonable strap-on that.