What's he saying? "Hey."Well, this is awkward. Better keep this conversation going, don't wanthim to think I'm an idiot. "What brings you over here?" ... smile.Why do even my lips feel weird? I'm smiling, and I know it's sincere, butit feels like it's fake and I'm using someone else's mouth. Like theyshouldn't be so full and sensitive, like I feel every muscle twitch. God,I hope he can't tell I'm a basket case right now, I swear I'm notnormally like this. Oh, he's responding! "You look like a. The top was formfitting, sleeveless, andstrapless, with boning that shaped my abdomen and supports that upliftedmy breasts--or would have, had I'd had any to lift. I also wore darkfishnet stockings, attached to the garter that was itself attached tothe bottom of the bustier, and black heels, the expanse of my thighs andthe bottoms of my buttocks on display.I had no memory whatsoever of having donned the corset-like garment --amemory lapse severe enough to be frightening--and I actually shook as. .. AAAAGGGHHHHHHHHH!"She tried to pull away, but it was too late. Like a pile-driver, the sex-crazed man sank his massively hardened cock into the helpless young girl's anus, splitting apart the tight muscular bands and ramming deep up in her frantically cringing rectum. She screamed loudly again and again. It felt as if she was being split in half as he drove mercilessly into the agonized depths of her smooth rubbery tunnel. She could feel his mammoth hardness burrowing far up into her. Such things fester." He eyed his sister. "I disapproved of Terence." You still do."Julio waved a hand. "I begin to understand -- both sides of the equation, in fact."Luis Garza woke up a very happy man. He'd never, EVER had his balls drained the way Phyllis had done it overnight, and he felt like a million dollars! When he started mauling Phyllis big hooters, she'd diffidently related that she was a little sore -- but before he could get all philosophical about it, she added, "But I could suck.