I’d seen big cocks, but only in the porn movies, but never one in the flesh so to speak and this one was all flesh and a lot of it too. My hands cup...ed my breasts as I stared at Mickey’s monster. My fingers took hold of my nipples again. I looked at Danny; he smiled and nodded in the direction of Mickey. I gave him a quizzed look for I wasn’t sure what he meant. He nodded again. “Surely not; surely he didn’t want me to play with it did he?” I thought to myself. I reached for my wine glass. In his workroom her husband finished sanding the top of the table he was making. 'Wonder if the computer is fixed?' he muttered to himself. 'It has been over an hour and I do want it operating for I have research material that I have to get off the internet'. He turned off the machine and returned by the back door. The computer room was empty. 'Maybe the wife is having a tea break so the computer must be fixed' he muttered as he headed for the kitchen, it was empty. "Where the fuck is he", he. You then instruct me... "If you're good tonight, I have a present for you later." My cock throbs with anticipation of defining "good". You then lean to me and kiss me hard. Your dick pressing against my stomach. you pull away and tell me that your cock needs to be serviced. I then kiss my way down your neck, past your perfectly hard nipples, across your stomach to your awaiting cock... I've never had a dick before, but instinctively knew I needed to kiss, to lick, to stroke it.Kneeling before. "We've got to help Betty."Fitzhugh led her to the door of the cage, and together they managed to release the latch that kept it closed. With her arm in his, Valerie and Fitzhugh cautiously approached the still impaled Betty and her bestial lover. They didn't want to startle the domestic rodent.They could hear her begin groaning on the ground. She was beginning to regain consciousness."Well, at least she's still alive," Valerie whispered to Fitzhugh.Fitzhugh patted her hand reassuringly, then.