A grin steals across her face when her fingers close around something thick and pliable. Perfect.Lizzie draws the lifelike dildo from the box, smiling...salaciously. She holds the bright red jelly form up to examine it. She runs her fingertips over the surface, gripping it firmly in her hands. It’s large, like Red, thick and veined along the underside, the head smooth and bulbous. She sighs, bringing the head to rest against the side of her clit, rubbing it gently around the clamp. She moaned at. With his heart heavy and sad, King turned the truck back toward the motel. He didn’t know what else to do. When King parked the truck in the alley, he turned to thank his father for his help. But suddenly, all the pain and confusion of the last few hours overwhelmed him. Instead of the words he had expected to come out of his mouth, all that escaped was a sob. Without any warning, he threw himself into his dad’s arms and began crying. King was certain that his dad probably thought he was crazy.. I am in awe of what I see and you again enjoy my naiveté. We pick one movie that is soft so as not to totally abuse my sensitivities. You pay and together we head out the door and back to the truck. Outside you open the door and take my hand, I think it’s to help me up, but you pull me back instead. You rock against be from behind and whisper into my ear how much fun we will have tonight. You slide your hand down the front of my skirt and lightly cup me. I try to move, but you hold me still.. You feel so fucking good.” “Think you could get use to this? My tight arse filled with your magnificent cock?” His answer was immediate; he nodded his head helplessly. “You’ve seen nothing yet.” As he helplessly watched, she fed the toy slowly into her sex and he felt its girth through her thin membrane. Avidly watching his eyes widen, she impaled herself onto the toy and him with a breathless snigger and then a deep moan. With his senses overloaded, he writhed and fought against his.