Once again the memories came back. I breathed deeply as my ass spread to accommodate the large toy. The pressure inside me seemed to grow until I felt...the familiar jerk as I took the flared head of that gorgeous fake cock. I lay there for a moment, stockinged legs spread wide, one hand holding my panties aside, the other on the base of the toy, my cock now free from its lace prison stood hard. With my eyes shut tight, I firmly pushed the toy deeper into my ass. "Oh god!" I cried out. .. well, too OLD." Emily paused to think about what she just said. She had intended to say something more profound, but somehow the words got lost on the way to her mouth."Well, I guess I'm just too old then," Tracy conceded, grabbing a magazine from the coffee table."No, I don't think you are. You've probably just forgotten how. How do you know you're not playing right now?" Tracy arched an eyebrow inquisitively at her young charge."Are you trying to get me to play make-believe?" Maybe." Well. As much as she hated him for it, Frank forcing himself upon her like this only drove Evelyn's arousal to new heights, both because of how close she was to satisfying her "Vaginal Intercourse" compulsion as well as how his rough treatment of her fueled her hatred for him, which in turn fueled her arousal and her need to viciously use his body for her pleasure.She fought him nonetheless, out of principle, but Frank eventually succeeded in sliding his dick into her tight passage, and he was blown. He rocked slowly massaging his prostate not touching his cock...it felt so good, his arse burned deep inside and he felt a little pre cum ooze from his head.He couldn't stand any more and gripped the metal rings around his cock slowly moving up and down as the bit into his skin, he knew he couldn't last long and started to work harder bringing his hand hard down onto the top of is balls. He worked it for a couple of minutes while he rocked on the plug, the deep sensation driving him to new.