Now I know you have a bad case of writers' block, so I think I'll sell you this." She pulled a pink inkwell from behind the counter. "This will let yo... finish your problem. Just finish your tale, and your story will be done. You won't even need to edit or proofread it; the magic will take care of that for you. After that, you'll be on your own, but I think you'll be able to crank out further stories quickly."Henry thought about this, and readily agreed. Now he could finish quickly, under the. "I'll nag you into your grave for being so conceited as not to take those capsules you've been given. I won't stand for it."Caught, Chris promised to take the foul tasting pills which included a iron pill he always gagged on. He said the pill was too big. That it was bigger than a horse pill."Duh! What do you think they have pill splitters for?" she sneered. If you want an ocassional Cuban cigar, but I'm limiting that to two a week. I love you. I always have. But you've got to cooperate with. I reached back with both hands and pried my muscular butt cheeks apart, wanting to get their snouts as deep in me as they could go. The two doggy tongues worked frantically, digging deep into my pussy and asshole. My hips pumped involuntarily as I gasped for breath. I finished off my first healthy cum, and was well on my way to a second helping. I was in orgasm heaven. I suppose I should have realized that I was being selfish, but I was caught up in the excitement of the moment. I felt like a. Her head slipped slowly up the hard length of the cock before her, herlips firmly in place around it from the suction she was exerting. Shefelt a brief sense of relief when the head of Hort's cock popped out ofher throat until she realised that her lips remained firmly around thebase of the head of the firm member, gently sucking as her tonguedarted out to play with it. The taste of the fluid she was coaxing fromit was unfairly pleasant to her senses. She then began to slowly slideher head back.