As he pounded away I whipspered shlyy in his ear, "I have a dirty fantasy, if you woulndt mind", I asked. "Sure, tell me more", he said. "I want to be...treated like a paid for whore and you can use me any way you like, I really luv being submissive and humiliated a little", I told him. He immediately pulled out of my sissy pussy and bent me over the arm of the couch,pushing me face first into the cushion and spreading my legs, ass straight up in the air for cock. "I know how to use a slut" he. Nothing to be affraid of. Betty slowly reach out and touched my dick.it was pulseing. now get on your knees and taste it Dear.Betty knelt down and gave it a litle lick. Miss Maggie took her by the pony tail and pushed her head toward me and said now open wide my cock slid into her mouth and I couldnt help it I let out a load moan of my own. by now Miss Maggie was pushing her head all the way down till Betty gaged on it then pulled it backwithin minutes Betty was going at my cock on her own.She. Patiently he tapped out his reply. "I was tied to Zeta. Her sphincter wouldn't release me. You've done something to my cock!" "A likely story, but it sounds interesting," giggled Jacky as the idea tickled her fancy. Staz's message reminded her of the special surgery Ahmed had performed on all of the girls and she felt her own cunt tighten involuntarily as the newly grafted sphincter clenched uncontrollably. Staz barked again then reared up and plonked his paws on Jacky's lap. He. Say hello, Sherman." Hello," said Sherman. "Where and when are we going today, Mr. Peabody?" Set the Wayback Machine for Cairo, Egypt and the year 1916, Sherman. We're off to visit Lt. T. E. Lawrence of the British Royal Army." Sherman adjusted the controls and we stepped into the Wayback Machine (my own invention, by the way) and in less time than it takes to tell it we were standing outside Lieutenant Lawrence's personal quarters. I knocked on the door and a voice inside bade us enter. We.