Then, picking up the prototype she stepped into the harness and clamped it around her waist. Reaching between her legs she slid the small probe into her slot. 'Tab A into Slot B,' check. On the front of the harness was a limp sausage looking thing. It felt like any other strap-on. No life, no sensations. The prototype needed to be plugged in. Just as the cord was plugged into the wall socket Christie felt a tingle. The probe started sending signals to her pussy. She wiggled her hips and practically felt the fake penis moving. She grabbed it and the small tingling increased. Suddenly the prosthetic limb began to stretch and harden. Getting long enough to fill her fist. At the same time her pussy began to twitch and come alive. Sensors along the shaft were touch and pressure sensitive. Any touch, any big movement was analyzed and transmitted to the probe buried deep within. She looked at herself in the mirror and stroked the penis. The oral sensations filled her with desire. Her desire began to build. She smiled and wanted to try it out. But first, testing. One, squeeze. The sausage hardened and a shock tits wave traveled right up her pussy. Check. Two, tip sensitivity. Rubbing the tip felt like someone licking shaved her clitoris. Check. “The other one.” She said. I will not let you hit me again or him.” Hank screamed back at her. Other days the alpha male, grab her and fuck the shit out of her method tits is what I crave. I could feel my hard nipples pushing into his chest. I can see the stream of thought seeping from her mind. He opened his eyes watching her stand. “Yes, Ma’am.” “I know, but you are still my favorite person in the whole wide world. “The Pallid Mask!” she cried in an ecstasy and blue steel whistled through the air, sweeping cleanly through her shapely neck. Trying to console myself any way possible I thought, “Well, if he’s calling the sheriff at least he’s not likely to be a serial killer.” I teased as I slipped a third finger into her well shaped slit, and pounded her shaved he until she came. “Hey girl did he rape you after we left?” She giggled “He made love to me without kissing me unless you consider what he did to my pussy kissing.” “He fucked my pussy, my ass and shot his cum down my throat. Michael sputtered as if a hand had clasped around his throat. Sandy hummed loudly as she swallowed my jizz, slapping my ass cheeks and hammering her long finger in and out of my asshole! Liz blushed at her own words and looked up at her son oral before continuing. “I woke up and played with myself over and over again, throughout that entire night. “Jody, honey. I calmed myself down from the intense orgasm I just had and looked at my juice-stained window and smiled tiredly, letting it dry for memory sake. I was bouncing around like a Teletubby on crack and the rest of my load decorated the bathroom. I hit up the gym pretty regularly, big but still, have slight padding on my abdomen. They even have security monitors in their apartments for them to check in on when they desire to do so. "Seriously?" “When would I start and when would I have to get naked?” You see part of the image is that my slacks from the suit are small unzipped and I'm pounding up into her. When in the hell had she gotten that strong? The government was afraid of my powers. The best part of it all is, every now and then, I get ambushed. If I asked her to fuck?