It was also enough to get my cock growing. Her single-minded attention started to feel really good and I relaxed a bit as she had her way with my ass....It was a false sense of security because suddenly I felt her spread my cheeks as she gently blew air on my dark ring, causing me to shudder. She just laughed, leaned over and ran her tongue slowly up and down my crack and under my ball sack, then back up again, just lightly grazing my quivering pucker each time.Wow, she is good, I thought to. Only a torso and a penis. Billy said hi but looked very worried and ashamed. The man rolled Billy back and said you see my young Mathew. I am a good doctor and want to know why limbs grow back on frogs and want to recreate these In the human being. I was In shock and said so you are going to grow Billy's arms and legs back on? He laughed and said no that would be Impossible to do. He said He was scarred they would not stop looking for Billy so He cut off one of his legs. He made It look like It. Then nature stepped up to the plate and drove a bases loaded home run; it started to rain.Not the few drops that most Tennessee rainstorms start with. No ... there was a bolt of lightning out of the blue, an immediate crack of thunder and Ma Nature threw a bucket of water ... and forgot to retain the bucket. Light blind for a few seconds, I managed to stay on the road.Thinking about it later, I imagined the storm was 75 feet wide and three hundred miles long. As violent as it was on the road. Next to the salon is a large shower enclosure, with clear glass walls,shackles hanging from the ceiling, and what appears to be highpressure jets in each corner, set ankle, waist, and head high.Next to the shower is a suspension frame with quite a few snap hooks,allowing for the victim to be hung in multiple ways.Directly across from us on the far wall is a four foot high stage withthe holy trinity of bondage equipment prominently on display.There's the infamous St Andrew's Cross, an intricate.