Bob could feel the wet flesh slip moistly around his long extended tongue as the walls of the warmly palpitating vaginal opening dilated and closed in...a hungry little sucking motion, trying to pull it deeper within. Christ, he had her going now, his mind raged, and there was nothing that could stop her rampaging pussy from thrusting against his wetly skewering tongue, nothing in the goddamn world. Her heels pressed hard down against his back, trapping his body between her desperately straining. " I see. He still has his testicles, even though they no longerfunction?" And he has his cock, even though that no longer functions either,as I was telling you, yes." And despite this he doesn't want a vagina, something down therethat does function, something more appropriate to his life style? Appropriate at least to the wearing of tight pants and bikinis, notto say more comfortable whenever he crosses his legs?" That's what I want for him, Lisa, but it's a chicken and eggthing. Which comes. The PT treatment area was perfectly equipped for sex! There was plenty of lube in a warmer. We found that the ultra-sonic probe produce a low frequency vibration and gentle heat. It felt great when held against the head of a cock, very nice “foreplay.” Most importantly, there was a large soft mat on the floor we could use. We would get naked and after a bit of co-fondling, we’d lay down on the mat. I might suck and fondle Ron’s balls and swelling dick as he lay on his back or he might do the. I saw that the seated guy had a long thin dick and the woman on the other bed had a big bubble butt. He grinned at me. “This is Jeff, my husband,” Dot said, introducing us. He offered a limp hand. “You don’t mind if he joins us, do you?” I figured it wasn’t really a question and with Beth in the mix I wouldn’t mind if the L.A. Lakers joined in. Beth helped me out of my clothes. Dot shed the towel and joined her hubby on the bed. I never felt so overdressed and couldn’t strip fast enough. I.