" I whimpered into the metalwork, "fuck me with it..." Then, I realised my state of mind. The words were "fuck me with it" and not "fuck me with your ...ock". He didn't matter, It was his cock I wanted. A raving lesbian brandishing the largest cucumber in the world could have been standing behind me and I would still have wanted it. "Fuck me..." I instructed him, in case he was in any doubt of my intentions. Then I felt it again. This time it was going in me; it was entering my cunt and it felt. It was her boyfriend. Normally I would have just quietly sighed and waited for her to get off the phone, but I was feeling kind of playful so I gave her pussy a few more gentle licks, half-expecting her to kick me or otherwise indicate ‘cut that out!’ Instead, she thrust her pussy firmly down on my face, and while she was talking with ‘her man’ I started to once again eat her in earnest. This was kind of fun, but nothing compared to what happened next: during the next pause in the conversation,. Oh fuck"!Shelly then cupped both of her boobs and shook them towards Dawn."Well hi honey" I interrupted.Shelly looked over towards the entrance and immediately turned red with embarrassment.She quickly folded her arms over her chest to cover herself."I.....I didn't even hear you fucking guys come in". She stammered.Dawn sensing the embarrassing tension chimes in"Well, if were going to show off our best assets check these fucking boobs out".With that Dawn pulled her halter top up and over her. These stand outs did not look like how real people are- or were supposed to look.In some cases they are mundane enough that it could be explained. A woman walks across Daichi’s line of sight who has bright pink hair. He could have convinced himself that her hair was dyed and that there was no greater issue at work. Others made such denial more difficult to bear. A tall young man walked down the street, regal of posture and bearing. His hair tall and wildly spiked in a blue color, one lone tuft.