She finally pulled my cock from her mouth and asked, "Did you like?"I said, "HELL YEAH, I liked." Good then you will like this too." She handed me the...torpedo and told me, "have fun."I lubed it up and put the tip of it inside her ass with the vibrating anal balls still inside. I could feel it get tighter as it got larger. I then felt it start to vibrate as it was now pushing against the last anal ball that was now about 6 inches deep in her ass. I fucked her with the torpedo and I could tell. "Sure, no problem," came the young man's calm reply as he pulled out his driver's license and held it up.The bartender took what Ethan considered a long look at the ID before deciding it was real and grunting an okay. In actuality, the card, which showed him to be of legal drinking age, was as bogus as the birth date on it. It had cost him his entire first paycheck to have it made, but it hadn't failed him yet.Ethan had finished half his drink when a forty-something red haired woman dropped. In it she wrote that she really liked me and that she wanted to be friends with me forever. I was completely blindsided by this email. I didn’t know what to make out of it. My instinct told me that she was hitting on me because after all she was a shy, conservative woman. But as I thought it through I came up with various other reasons why she could have written that email. I knew that she was shy and didn’t readily make friends. Maybe this was a way to overcome that? But then again she was. He knew how to be both cruel and kind. That was no contradiction. The kindness that Robert showed Amy after her punishment would have had no meaning had it not been preceded by the intense pain and humiliation of the strapping itself. Even through her pain and crying Amy noticed a total change in Robert’s attitude towards her. The coldness that he felt towards her had gone. Although she knew that he had blamed her for her father’s death, perhaps now he had forgiven her. Amy felt a strange.