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"Yes, I'm sure, silly," I replied, and was immediately futanari rewarded, as I felt Ray's finger slide back up into my vagina, and then felt the tip of his curved finger begin massaging my G-spot once again. "I'm also sure that Art didn't know what a 'G-spot' was, or that such a thing even existed. I knew that it existed, because it always made me cum real good whenever I fingered that area of my urethral tube, but I had no idea that it was called a 'G-spot.' Heck, I didn't know that it even had a name." "So, did Art make you 'cum real good' that night? I mean, did you end up getting his back seat pretty wet?" Ray asked light-heartedly. "Oh God, yes! But that wasn't very hard to do, considering how excited I was. Now don't get me wrong. Art didn't make me squirt, or gush, Cartoons or anything like that. But his fingering alone turned out to be more than enough to keep my pussy nice and wet, if you know what I mean. That, and the fact that I was playing with his sexy balls." "Hey, don't forget his sexy dick. You were playing with that too," Ray added. She looked at me and with a sweet but firm voice said "can I help you find something?" "You think you know me already, huh?" ‘Sorry! They were very lovely in the dim light and the nipples quickly hardened under my suckling of them. "Good then. With some regret I realise that futanari I’ll have to take it with me and know this will be a crushing blow. Alex stood up with his cock fully erect and stepped towards Aiko. She said “I’m using one right now. She was filled with panic when she realized one of the magazines was missing and she started to rummage around in her room looking for it. But she’ll have your phone number, so I’ll let her know you’d like to speak to her. Sarah gave me your card today when you left Ihop. If you do this much, you’ll learn how to do your Cartoons own makeup.” I asked Lucy if she was sure that she wanted to do it and reminded her that she’d be naked in front of about half a dozen men and machines would be fucking her and making her cum. I was an artist, a watcher, an _outsider_, because I dared not and could not get close to people.