Dead. How could she be dead?“As I said, she was very badly injured. The impact was massive and right by her door. The external injuries were bad, bu... the real damage was internal. Particularly the brain. Although the paramedics did the best they could at the scene, they really didn’t have a hope. Or so the doctors told Christine once they got back to the hospital.”“But...” I shook my head.“She was on life support, but there was no brain activity. None at all. She was effectively already dead. It was the most sensual, erotic kiss Ashley had ever had, and as briefly as it lasted, the woman was gone. Ashley did not know what could happen next. She was wasted, tired and exhausted. But she sensed that whoever these strangers were, they were not quite done. And as if on cue, Ashley felt her legs being lifted, and spread wide. She sensed the man stroking his manhood; felt him rubbing it against her pussy. She couldn't believe he was hard again, but that is exactly what he was. And Ashley. You've just promised to take me out to dinner and so I'm getting ready. You watch me as I change from my everyday jeans and a tee shirt. I slowly take off my shirt and pants so you can get an eye full of my almost naked body. You try to take the rest of my clothes off but I stop you and say that you'll get to see the rest soon enough. Soon you're in a tux and I am in a little black dress that doesn't leave much to the imagination. While you're driving us to the restaurant, I ask you if you can. It probably weighed ten pounds and I knew what I was getting into when he guided me into a position where he could bring his huge instrument to my face. Holding my head, he pointed it at my lips and I felt its weight in my hand. It felt great.I did my best to fit that monster in my mouth. I’d say it was at least nine if not ten inches long and his massive hanging balls swayed as we inserted as much as possible. “Look up,” he said, feeding his vast length into me until I was gagging..