"Well Duhhh" she said as she got up and slowly walked over to the box. "Ijust knew someone would see my plates on the bike and trace me back here.I h...d to change back into myself in case the cops showed up at my door,just like they did."She touched the screen and went into the box, when he came out he wasdressed just like he had been when he first opened the door. He went overand sat in the chair across from me."You must not watch much tv," he said slowly, "or you would know that thecops. She loved it and kissed her back. Now Marsha had kissed a few boys but it was nothing like this. Marsha recalled telling Jaz about this for some unknown reason and Jaz smiled warmly at this revelation."So, you like girls?' Jaz questioned.An embarrassed looked crossed Marsha's face and her cheeks reddened as she nodded."No need to be ashamed, you are not alone," Jaz responded softly and gently ran her fingers down Marsha's soft cheek.This contact was akin to a lit match touching a fuse, it. ‘Ten, nine, eight…’ Finally, Betty ventured to push her index finger inward. Her sphincter constricted defensively. Unnerved by her unforgiving time constraint, she pushed again with double the force, finding this measure incredibly uncomfortable yet necessary. ‘Ugh!’ she let out, her forearm tensing as her finger finally snuck past her airtight pucker. It slid up to the second knuckle and then halted. At first she felt that familiar burn, but this time it was coupled with an electric shiver. Cliff grinned, letting out a moan when Tammy tightened her grip. Then, without warning, she leaned over and kissed the head of his cock. She let her lips linger for a moment, feeling the rubbery texture with her lips.“This is different from my dildo. The real thing is much better,” Tammy said.Returning her face to his crotch, Tammy extended her tongue and licked the drop of moisture leaking from the tip, finding it almost tasteless. Opening her mouth, she moved her head down and let his.