But it also made me realize how much I missed getting boned by my old male partner Hank. Or how much I wanted Gail to shove one of her toys up my own...ass. Once I discovered that they really weren't metal spikes that is.After returning to New England I knew what I had to do. The Adult Bookstore was way outside of town in a fuckin' Industrial Park. What the hell it was doing out there I have no clue. Maybe they're putting fork lift motors in vibrators or something, for all I know. At any. My wife told him there was no way a cock could be that big and that he was lying. The business man with a big smile on his face proposed a bet. He told her that she could measure his dick right her and now and if he was telling the truth she would have to suck his cock but if he was lying he would leave and never come back to the shop. My fiancee wanting to get rid of him quickly agreed believing there was no way there could be a cock bigger than six inches. His smile got even bigger as he. "You like that?" he growled. "You want to be a little slut for yourdaddy? You want my fingers inside you?" And he pushed another fingerinto her cunt, driving it up as far as he could. She was so wet andtight he wanted to fuck her right then. As if she read his mind, sheshifted her hips and reached down between his legs, grabbing his hardcock and positioning the tip right at her pussy. But she didn't move down. He looked up at her and she was lookingright into his eyes. She slid an. Then he realized Emily was finished. There was a hand wrestling match to prove which girl had gotten to the rug first, or most."Emily! I'm there! Look: your hand is on top of my finger!" Sandra said."Because you moved it!" Richard, you judge. Who is on the spot?"Before Richard had a chance to even wonder where the invisible pile they had grabbed for actually was, a wrestling match broke out. Apparently they are trying to claim the pile with their bodies, now, he thought.The game was over..