I remember them well. Monica’s vibrators were a little, white pocket rocket and larger purple vibrator with a rabbit shape on it. It had the shape o... a penis head at the tip and these little balls in the middle of it. Her dildos were scary. One was very realistic. It had fake veins running along it, balls and the shape of a real dick. I later learned that the red one was a butt plug. The clear one was a double dildo. I had no idea how that worked.Monica made them seem like so much fun. A few. “That was perfect”, he said. “It was?!” I smiled and asked seeking approval. “Oh yes”, he said. “You follow my lead well and are doing great. Let’s continue, I’ll run you through the complete process so you can taste my cum.” He put his hands on my head again and looked into my eyes. He took a big deep breath and I followed his lead, breathing in just like before. His cock went back in my throat, but then out again quickly this time. It was covered in slobber. I just kept breathing, not knowing. She had smooth straight hair down to her shoulders and a sweet smile. She looked like a European model, but behaved like a real professional. They were good friends in college, and Charlie never made a move on her. With Penny in his life, he really had no desire to. Still, it was fun to fantasize.Seducing a woman like her felt like a true conquest. Putting this tall, powerful woman on her knees, hands folded, made him feel like a giant. She would sit beside him in the library, highlighting. She's nineteen, Dad, and her father sent her with me. Get over it." Would you and Anya like something for breakfast?" Shelly interjected, effectively ending the first diatribe."No thanks, Ma," Travis started and was rudely cut off by his father."What? Your mother's cooking isn't good enough for you anymore?" We'll take whatever fruits and vegetables you have, Mrs. Doherty," Anya imposed herself, "we must have eaten something that upset our stomachs yesterday and we're trying to be careful.