Sex. Frustration grew over time, I was getting more stressed, and it started to affect my studies. Of course I never stopped masturbating, but that w...s nowhere near enough. Almost a year passed since the last time I saw a penis, when one weekend I stopped by my female colleague from the university after work. We studied for a while, and then came to the conclusion that we probably deserved a little rest, and bought two bottles of wine in a nearby shop. These same two bottles of wine later, I. ” Paul laughed.“Settle down.” Cathy said. “Put your dick in check.”“He’s just a man Cath. I would expect nothing less.” Tracy chimed in.“It’s always sex with him.” Cathy returned. Both girls were enjoying themselves.“Hey. I didn’t mean anything like that.” This was not exactly the truth.“Paul.” Cathy gave him that ‘Don’t bullshit me’ look.“What?” He laughed.“I know the way you think. Nothing would please you more they to have our tops magically disappear or maybe we just bare all for. Time seemed to have stood still. I lost track of how long I stood in the midst of the artifacts just turning this way and that way, seeing something new and different with each glance. After some time I began picking up and examining different items and replacing it and moving onto the next item that caught my eye. My flashlight caught something shining on a ledge. The beam of light shone on an hour glass looking vase but it had two handles on either side. And a spout for the purpose of. .. The lusts still gripped me. Only ... it was different. I didn’t need to fuck. I had to ... do the fucking.Something hard throbbed beneath me. I felt it thrusting out of a sheath, thick and long and ... Aingeal carved a wooden cock for her feyhound. I remembered seeing her fuck her last one, Cú Mheá, watching her take that thick, polished shaft in her cunt as the animated construct fucked her hard.And now ... Now I needed to fuck. I growled and charged at Greta. She squeaked and stumbled.