Drowning in her ecstasy, Becca did not realize she was still sinking and by the time the wrecking ball climbing up her esophagus became too disruptive... to ignore, her legs could no longer retract between her butt and the bricks of the street. The only way left was down, and she embraced it. The pressure on her lungs made it nearly impossible to breathe even before the first cock head clogged her throat and she felt the metal ball against the back of her tongue. Becca's vision went white then. We could hear your breath and quiet whimpers as you worked the tip of the dildo through your folds, seeking a deeper place. When you found it, a long moan escaped your throat. You didn't know it at the time, but I had watched this video, ad nauseum, since I had discovered it on my iCloud Drive; every move and every sound you made was seared into the memory cells of my now wantonly debauched mind. I didn't know the mechanics of how you accidentally uploaded the video to my account, but I had. The dildo was lubed and impailed my anus with no effort at all, especially on my part. It was neither deep nor wide. I had no trouble accomodating it while positioning my derriere so that much of my weight was supported on the disc. The disc, however, was slanted slightly forward which pressed the the top side of the dildo against the upper sidewall of my rectum. It wasn't uncomfortable, except that I felt like a hooked fish, hooked by my asshole. As Hank attached and pulled tight my arm. It should be easy. Cut and dry. Jake had incentives in mind for Amber to get it signed quickly.They left Alice’s office at half-past ten and called Diane, Tony’s wife. She was reluctant to see them, but eventually granted them permission to come right over. Driving to see her made Jake and Sandy both nervous for the first time that day. Things were about to get very real and personal for a young family.“Hi, Diane. Thanks for seeing us on such short notice. This is my friend, Sandy.”“Come in. We.