Eventually the bag was empty and I said to her 'Well that's it, you have half a gallon of water up inside your bowels' and she said 'Fill the bag agai..., please' so I took the bag down and filled it again, hung it back up again and let the flow start fast at the start and slowed it down when the bag was half empty and when the bag was empty again she looked as if she was six months pregnant, Carol told me to fill the bag once more, and when it was empty for the third time she really looked as if. Even when Istood still, waiting to refill their champagne flutes or serve more warmrolls, I had to balance on those uncomfortable shoes. The women ate anddrank happily, while my tummy reminded me how hungry I was."Philly," my wife's lover said. "Top off my glass." My name is Phillipbut one of them had decided that feminized version was more appropriate.Lana had on a purple blouse, with black slacks.I took the champagne bottle out of its bucket of ice and got a towelunder it. Of course, it. I did not want to get too close – just wanted to play safe both for her and myself. As I waited, for a second, I thought over what was happening to me, as well, the worry that if the people, in my house, come to know about this matter, I would not only lose my girlfriend but my innocent image (LOL) at home. Nonetheless, I was desperate, hurt and broken from my girlfriend’s frequent and violent fights over trivial matters, which somehow got big at the end – I just needed to feel guilty enough to. I stroked it up and down, then tried to pull it towards my pussy, but instead he moved down my body until it slipped out of my hand.His mouth began to work on my soft breasts, licking and kissing. He took the bejeweled clamps between his teeth one at a time, and deftly removed them, letting them slide between my tits down to my belly button. Then he began to work his magic on my nipples. His mouth teased and sucked and nibbled until I was moaning and rolling my head from side to side in a.