"Mustn't ruin my beautiful dress."It was a rented job and I don't think our dad would be too pleased if he had to pay for any damages.By now she had f...opped on her front on the bed but at least I could get at the zip at the back. With some difficulty for there wasn't a lot of help from her I managed to get it off and hang it up within its fragile plastic cocoon. On returning to the bed she had turned over and was now lying on her back dressed in just her scanty bra and knickers. I had seen her. I giggled, saying that it was fine and relaxed.So my loving Victor laughed, telling me if I had used the black toy.I also laughed, saying that I had done it; but tonight it would be different, since I would use a real big black cock…Victor did not laugh now; he just recommended me to be careful…That late evening, after dinner, I looked for Orson in the net.The guy began chatting; but I told him that I needed a meeting…I soon drove my car and picked him up in a very dark street.Orson directed me. ." Actually, Steve, I can't help you with much outside of costume stuff," the old man said. "Although I could arrange something for snacks or a few set pieces." He indicated the back wall, which held a collection of strange furniture and stage-magic props. I glanced briefly at what I think was a sofa under a sheet (there was a standing sign on the seat, with the phrase "CURIOUS?" on it... and no price), but looked back at the old man."The snacks would be..." Beat. "You know my name?"The old man. “Mmmm” was my reply.His hand left my vagina, undid his zipper, and pulled out his cock, this all kind of hidden by my skirt. I felt it happen, never seeing anything. Then the Moment! Already hard, all he needed to do was aim it correctly and push! It felt huge as it slipped in, maybe it was just the position we were in. I could feel myself banging back against the window as he thrust his cock deep and hard into me, had the thought ‘Hope the window doesn’t break’. In he went, deep and quick..