Victoria looks at me questioningly. I look back down and compare the cocks.“Well?”Suddenly I realise. The cocks are the same. The head, the veins,...the length, the thickness. It is a perfect match.“I made a model of his cock as a present for you. So, when – ONLY when - you have pleased me greatly, you can have your husband’s cock inside you...just not the real one, of course.”She lets out a giggle. “To the bedroom. I want my toy to try out her new toy.”Victoria starts walking off to the bedroom,. He had always been if not fat then thick-set and merry. He looked lean and drawn and must have lost at least 3 stone. But his grey-blue eyes were the same. They were looking straight into hers and she felt lost. She left her suitcase and trolley right there and flew into his arms.The tall lean black-haired woman with the narrow, curiously attractive face was observing the scene. She noted how George's embrace of the pretty Australian girl seemed to cause her oldest daughter - a few weeks from. Against the far wall was his family altar and above it the picture of Peter’s parents. There was a faint suggestion of incense in the air as three faint wisps of white smoke climbed from three joss sticks. The bookshelves against one wall were full of engineering manuals. The plaque including the two Ghurkha knives hung on another wall. An extensive sound system filled the air with the sounds of Love Changes Everything. The only furnishings were a leather-covered suite of large comfortable. I Thought I'd see his face-but it was just a mask. A Halloween one that belonged to a skeleton constume. It fitted like a ski mask, covering everything but his eyes and mouth. His eyes were green-distractingly green. I must've been staring because I jumped when I hear his tear more duct tape. He covered my mouth before picking me up and tossing me into the door. Hoody's feet kicked my legs apart-his body against my back. I felt him lick my ear as he rubbed his cock against my pussy. I shivered.