I guess I could always ask Mrs. Jenkins at work to come over and help you with this." Marge Jenkins was the woman who had instructed her on the pads. ...Part of that instruction was about how never, under any circumstances, should a young girl touch herself 'down there' other than to wipe and wash."NO!" barked Cindy. She wasn't eager to see Mrs. Jenkins again. Mrs. Jenkins had a way of making her feel like there was something wrong with her. "I think we should try your idea first. If that doesn't. Now I’ve seen some big hangers online but these were very comparable in person. She said I leave you alone for 5 minutes and you just whip out your dick in the middle of my kitchen looking through my magazines. I’m at a lost for words she said. I was really lost for word. I don’t know whether to take my dick out my hand or stop staring at these monsters I see. So what do you say she said. I said my fault lol. I didn’t know you like looking at big women she said. Still lost I said without. As he did, she cried out, ‘Yes, harder HARDER.’ As he would thrust forward, she would thrust back against him. They continued their thrusting for two minutes before he felt her orgasm begin. As her pussy clenched his dick, it drove him to the point of no return and soon he was cumming with her. With his dick still inside her, they rolled onto their sides with his arms wrapped around her. As they laid there together, their perspiration dampened skin clung to the other. Suddenly they heard. But that's not important. The concept is. See, if nobody looks here, and here," I indicate her side of the slits, "then anything fired from this side appears in two places at once." Like, a clone?" Yeah. So if I sit in a dark room and use some expensive kit to fire a projection of me at my side of the slits, I appear twice on your side of the slits. Me, plus a copy."Talia stares wide-eyed at me. "That's seriously cool."I become more animated. "It gets cooler. On its own, that's not super.