As she turned back I could see her glance down so jokingly I asked, “Is there anything else you would like to measure Rach?” as it was obvious tha... my erection was in full bloom, she giggled and looked up at me with ‘that look’ in her eye, “Is there anything that you want me to measure Frank?” before diverting her eyes back down to my erection.Rachel sat down on the sofa looking straight at the bulge in the front of my boxers, “Very impressive Frank” she sighed, “I can’t stress enough the. "Amazingly, after Lemons stabbed you — in the heart and lung, by the way — you managed to pepper spray him and break pretty much every bone in his face." Do you guys need to cover your asses, Paul?" I asked with some skepticism. "Did you guys rough him up on the way to the hospital. I mean he is a fuck so I won't blame you and I'll tell whatever story you want me to."Paul broke out in gales of laughter."Not our ass," Paul said. "Look, your girlfriend is a prime candidate for a lawsuit against. There was a supermarket just a few hundred yards away and on the spur of the moment I decided to pop in and get a few supplies. I particularly needed washing powder. My cleaner, Mrs. Solby had taken over the washing after I had an incident. I had run out of washing powder and clean shirts at the same time. So I put a load in and used washing up liquid as a substitute. Bad move. I had to cycle the whole wash three times before getting the suds out of my shirts. Even then they smelt of detergent. She had a moment's revulsion when, as she pushed her tongue in to the limit, she felt it graze against a turd. But he demanded that she wiggle her tongue around, and she couldn't avoid playing turd hockey, until he finally pulled away.Vicki did not want to admit to herself that she had enjoyed the compulsory asslicking, but the electricity radiating from her crotch was stronger than ever. She needed his penis so urgently!"Now take it nice and slowly," he cautioned, guiding her face forward with.