I split the belly in half and took the stuffing out and put it on my head so if I tilted my head back my face was facing the rear end. I could stick m... tongue out the hole I cut in the ass. I cut the hole bigger because I found I couldn't breathe well. I also sewed in some air channels so I could breathe better. I laid back on my bed with the stuffed dog on my head and a pillow under my upper back just to see how it would work. It seemed to be ok. I could lay there with my mouth right where he. And I told George and Mary what was happening, and they said that frankly, George's semen was not enough, but they thought I would never accept their full recommendation.By this time I was ready to listen, so they said that I really needed semen from several android males, and that would make a difference. No, this time, it didn't feel as if they were trying to shoot me through the head. This stupid remedy actually seemed to work so far. So I agreed to their suggestion and they called a few of. I stagger over to the table."Nosis!" Nimrod sweeps me in to his arms. "What's the matter?" Tired." I mummer up to him and give him a weak grin. "been working like a mad woman the last couple of weeks." And you," He plants a kiss on the top of my head. "No doubt, worked extra hard getting Gwen to calm down." Yes." comes my weak reply."You're going to take a nap." Saul instructs. "I remember how messed up you were the first day you showed up here." He points to the bedroom."Fine. but you have to. .. but was it?Robert put down the whip and grabbed a handful of hair and pulled Jacqui to stand up-right. Had she had been able to see she couldn't have failed to notice that her master was visibly excited for, just like the biker had been, his cock was bulging the confines of his pants.He surveyed her heaving body and the evidence of his 'work' with quiet satisfaction and turned his head expecting to share the opinion of the biker. He was disappointed to see only the retreating form as biker.