She was squeezed tight up against the wall because he took up the whole small space. He dropped his pants then picked her up by sliding her back along...the wall. He placed his hands on her shoulders to keep her pressed against the wall. She splayed open her legs. He took a few small steps forward then speared her pussy with his big cock. She cried out from his size but still instinctively tried to wrap her legs around his waist to draw him in even deeper. She never had such a huge cock up her. Jumping off ledges. Spinning. Twirling.Shoes scraping the concrete she flows in and out of disturbingly impressive male voices of bourbon and cigarettes and the melodic notes of sultry purring females. She delivers each and every line and inner-monologue as if she’s reading Shakespeare: passion and pain and brooding.And all of the mother fucking sound effects present in damn near every comic.POW! BAM! ZWOOSH! CRUNCH! KABOOM! BZZZZ!It’s got me laughing so hard I swear my ribs are going to crack. As I got to the guest room she came over and put her arms around me and giggled, “Georgie, I hope that you and Anne are the two happiest people in the world. You both deserve it.”I hugged her tight and said, “Thanks, and I’m sure that Steven is just out there finding himself and will be back soon.” Then I kissed her on the cheek and went into bed.So okay, I lied, so what.I was up early the next morning, I went down to the kitchen and made some coffee. Sharon was down about a half hour later and. Now, desperately aching for an orgasm, she was forced to improvise. Her probing fingers fell first on a stylus for an electronic device. ‘Oh no, way too thin,’ she grumbled to herself. Next, she found a cylindrical handheld text scanner, used to scan printed texts into digital data. While it was a more suitable diameter, the scanner was only as long as it was wide – it would not have reached far past her vaginal opening at that size. Finally, Liana’s eyes rested on a long-necked glass bottle.