Then she saw that he was gently stroking himself as he gazed up at her longingly. She sat smoking and watching him slide his hand up and down his mant...ing for several moments before it registered how big his boy-thing was. She coughed, choking on the smoke from stick as she gawked at her son's gigantic penis. She couldn't believe the size of the monstrous penis jutting up out of her son's almost hairless groin. Her mate's penis was huge, she thought, but the penis sticking out of her son's. ?You’re sure you want to earn your way out of my dungeon?? More energetic nodding. ?Ok then, on your feet pussy boy!? I hauled him to his feet and across the room to the Saint Andrew’s cross. He struggled against me, and I turned to look at him. ?It’s the only way out for you. If you had been able to hold that butt plug in place without the harness you could have avoided this.? I could see the war raging within him. ?I’m not going to waste my time on you. Do you want to spend the. ”“C-cock?”“C O C K,” the fairy purred as she slid out of her desk, standing up. “You know, cock, dick, penis, pecker, dong, schlong, johnson, willy, woody, hardon, skin flute, pipecleaner, love shaft, the one-eyed snake, salami, fuckstick. So many names. Even a lesbian is bound to recognize one of them.” She was a few inches taller than me, her body curvy and delicious, her skin so pale. And thrusting from her thick, violet bush was a huge cock.My eyes widened. “What is that?”“My...futa-cock. I. But he certainly had tried everything he could think of. When he had died, unexpectedly, she was sad but that was about all. The last thing she wanted was to find herself married to another man like the last one.She had been going through the seemingly endless society party circuit in London when she had gotten a letter from her aunt, Lady Bishop, suggesting a visit. She went gladly, hoping for something novel. The first evening at her home she had rather excitedly been told by Lady Bishop that.