” “Yes, that’s...” Her gaze darted back between my legs. “That’s just fine.” I didn’t miss the look, or the catch in her voice. I’d ...been holding back on my fantasy, but that was enough to encourage me to push. “If you don’t mind me asking, are they real?” “You mean these?” she asked while cupping her right breast in her hand. “Yes, they’re real.” “I thought they looked real, but you can’t tell just by looking.” “I suppose that’s true, but...” She trailed off and shrugged. “There are limits to. .with my juices. Then…when I’m dripping, and my entire body is screaming for it, mmh, I slide it in…” Her mouth hung open as she started to push the artificial phallus into her tight, wet body slowly. She moaned lowly as it went deeper in. Inch by inch, segment by segment it disappeared into her, until at last the arching nub rested on her clit. “Uh!” Michael’s thumb and forefinger wrapped around the base of his cock, squeezing it desperately to relieve the pressure. His neck strained and he. Jackman,’ Melanie replied. ‘I…I need help. Can you help me?’ ‘Ah…I suppose so,’ Heidi replied. She wondered what was going on and what kind of trouble the girl was in. Melanie was one of the students at Jamestown High, where Heidi worked, who was often in trouble. Heidi heard that, lately, the girl seemed to be trying to get herself straightened out. ‘What’s wrong, Melanie?’ she asked. ‘I…I…’ Melanie began, then she began to sob. ‘Melanie,’ Heidi said, very concerned, ‘calm down and try to tell. In the end, I decided to go with an all-black ensemble. I had my 5” stappy heels, black stockings with lace tops, an eight-strap garter, a black, lacy thong, black bra and a short black mini-dress that stopped just above the stockings. I pulled out my brunette wig, earrings and bracelets and my fake nails. I decided I wouldn’t wear too much makeup but made sure I grabbed my reddest lipstick and gloss.I wouldn’t have to drive far, but I needed to negotiate the neighborhood from my front door to.