I couldn't believe the feeling of it. I usually use protection, so no one had ever cum in me before. I know it wasn't my pussy, but I still relished t...e feeling of him cumming in me, it was so primal. He grunted as he emptied his balls into my bottom. Michael started to collapse as his orgasm finished, and his seed emptied into me. I lowered myself down onto the cool table and he lay his body on top of me. The pressure of his body pressed against mine felt so captivating. I couldn't move until. Stimulated. I can use it any time I like, for as longas I like, and there's not a scar or a welt to be seen. Of course,mentally, you might not come out of it quite as well." She paused again,looking at the egg, rubbing her thumb against the metal beside the redbutton. "Or at all."Armand-in-Lila croaked a word, throat desiccated.Lila bent forward. "Yes?"He swallowed saliva, and tried again."Master." And again." Master." Louder." Master," he said firmly."Now make a sentence with it." Master, I. Now sit still and let me suck you off."Sally held her daddy's cock by its root as she lowered her lips. The smell of cock was strong, and she breathed deeply through her nose in an effort to inhale as much of the aroma as she could. But though her nostrils flared wildly, she just couldn't breathe in enough of the aroma to satisfy herself.Still breathing deeply through her nose, Sally wrapped her lips around her daddy's cock head and gripped it tightly. Then she began flicking her tongue over. This guy went to the doctor and said to him “Doctor ... I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but every time I fart, it sounds like the word HONDA”. “That’s interesting, never heard of anything like that before. Do you think you could fart for me?” says the doctor. The guy says “Sure.” And sure enough, the doctor hears “HONDA”. After several attempts to figure out what’s wrong with this guy, the doctor runs out of ideas. He sends him to all sorts of stomach specialists and none of them can figure.