" "Sounds like a good idea to me, I said. "But next time I really want to get inside you.Why don't you go to one of those sex shops and buy me a strap...-on dildo so I can really play you good." I couldn't believe it, I was getting hard again listening to this. "I can't wait for you to play me again, I said." A few days later I slipped into a sex shop out near the highway and headed over to the toy section. There certainly were a lot of choices. I ended up with a leather harness and a 7" rubber. I loved the feel of him. It made me shudder. This was incredible. A wicked passion that had me trembling. Aching.“Ooh, Tonya, honey,” I moaned at the phone. “You should be riding this cock. That would make Becky so happy.”“So fucking happy,” Steve groaned. “I should have edited her to be attracted to me.”“You're too good of a man,” I moaned. “Every woman you edit should have the hots for us.”My pussy clenched at those words. At the power we had. I shuddered as I slammed down his cock. I took. Nicotine and orgasms were all that gave my rapidly surrendering sense of self pause. From the pain between my legs to my horny and confused brain you would think I'd have had bigger concerns. But during the walk home that cool Autumn day those two things were the only reasons I considered defying the video store owner. No orgasms. And no nicotine? I really, really didn't want to obey either of those commands. And so it was that they were all that stood between me remaining an individual, and me. She gasped a moan when it jabbed her silky-furred pussy. "Ohh my goddd" , I want it, I need it, she wailed, lowering then impaling herself on my pole. Her unbelievably hot, wet tight slot was a streaming swamp for my cock & she screamed, bucking, making it swim inside of her. I went around the table, laid her gently on the rug & fucked her to one orgasm after another, until I unloaded, what no doubt was the biggest load of cum, I ever had. It filled her so much, it flowed out of her & ran down.