Marco got really mad and we got into a big fight. For the first time in our relationship I stood up for myself and insisted on it. We fought for hou...s, and he said that I did not appreciate what he had done for me. I tried to tell him that I did appreciate his effort, but that they were just too big. Finally about two in the morning I got a cab and went home. I tried to kiss Marco goodbye, but he just turned his head away. I cried all the way home, and cried some more in my room. I. Her hood was much like my pants as they’d continually grown tighter and tighter. The moment I thought I couldn't get more aroused --- well, she’d pip up, scream, and there it was, I felt more and more delight. But yes, her clit was now no longer pink and pearly with innocent; it was blue from the chalk and discomfiture, but even then that clit also had a hint of purpleness, an oddity if ever I saw it but I surmised that it was probably because of just how much abuse her clit received. Once. I asked Dr. Portman:"How is she, Doctor? Is she going to live?" I've replaced the faulty combrain that caused all of the trouble, andhave performed the other appropriate upgrades on her especially for thetransference!" she replied., and then she put a gas mask over my nose andmouth and had me count to 100. Nefore I could reach that number, howevr,I went quielly off to sleep. ***When I woke, I found myself lying on a pallet on the other side of theroom from. He believed in being prepared. As he slipped off his underpants, his thick heavy cock lurched up off the huge sac of his balls in a ponderous arc, already half-erect in anticipation of what was to come. Patience... "What the hell's going on in there!" Axel loudly rattled the knob of the locked door, grinning malevolently to himself and trying to picture the scene inside the bedroom... His blonde wife and the innocent young brunette all nakedly tangled up together on the bed, gasping for breath,.