The party was a rave that moved around so you never knew when or where it was going to show up, Amanda had heard about this party but never imagined b...ing invited, it just wasn’t her thing. She tapped the glass on her phone and Siri’s sassy voice asked “What may I help you with?”“Remind me of a Party today at 6PM.” Amanda spoke carefully as to not confuse the technological assistant. Sure it was overkill. Amanda could clearly remember a party later this evening and it was not like her. I told her, the oil is on the cupboard. She found there way two oils and enquired which one [I had purposely kept two of them poured in separate vessels]. I told here to bring both. I lied on the mat stretching my legs in a way she could watch my balls.The towel had come up and part of my ass was visible to her. I told here to apply oil from one of the vessel.She was nervous as she was watching semi-naked. I told her, I was like a little brother and go ahead. She was a bit relaxed. As she was. ..And then she pulled out our new friend.The strap on is flesh pink and very anotomical. It's not as big as my actual cock, narrower and not as long. We do much comparing of the two actually. Part of it fits inside her and then there's a soft leather harness that blends in with black viny panties. She makes me suck it. It's plasticy, has a good texture, but doesn't taste like a boy and it's not warm. It feels good in my hand though, veiny. It indeed turns me on imagining that I'm a girl, giving. I was angry and it was appealing but I didn't see a good ending to it. He hadn't done anything illegal. Well, he had but he was out on bail and this wasn't a violation. It would be dark soon. I figured that whatever we did, the later it got, the more tired he would be, and hungrier. I thought about sending him a pizza. I saw that in a movie once. I put myself in his shoes and tried to imagine being desperate. I would have bought a gun if I was going to sit in front of my house. I had to figure.