It felt extraordinary.Overcome with excitement, I couldn’t wait to start the fisting process and I was overjoyed when Trev told me to get on with it...I then got to my feet and commenced following his instructions. By the time we got to the spearing part, I was shaking with delight. Trev’s satisfied groaning simply added to my overall elation. My hand felt like it had been ensconced in a satin sleeve and I was furthermore astonished by the unctuous moisture that had begun to form, as Trev had. The cover was still over it. He picked up the clipboard and examined it. Tomo Korari, 18 years old female. Died in a car accident. Oh wow so young such a waste of youth. Joe pulled off the cover and was left breathless at what he saw. Tomo was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. She had long jet-black hair and her body was luscious and perfect. She had curves in all the right places and her breasts were firm and perky. Aside from the slight head wound her body was in perfect. She felt trapped and helpless to her needs. She craved the touch of this weird silver space suit directly on her virgin territory. She had never masturbated, and never felt the need for it. She was innocent to the ways of sexual feelings up until now. She didnt even know much about sex or her own body. She had no sex education in school yet, and her Dad never brought it up. She was more than happy to just be herself. There were feelings at times when a cute boy at school looked at her like she. The first time the sensation rolled over her, there was confusion. The second time, there was some small wonder as to what to do about it. The third time, she lifted his hand to her thigh and sank back into her seat as her mother rattled on about whatever. It didn’t matter that her mother was talking. It didn’t matter that the hand trying to be felt through the layers of clothing was her father’s. When you could just lie back and feel warm as though you were wrapped in thick blankets shielded.