He'sdancing the testicle tango.? Then she broke down laughing again. I'vewatched it on my copy of the video, and they're right. It is really funnyt... watch. At the time, I was immersed in pain. The rope holdingme up was cutting into my crotch. My leg muscles were all cramping, andmy balls felt like they were being ripped off and crushed at the same time. I don't know how long they left me dancing in midair, but I do know that mylegs were pretty far gone when they let me down. I couldn't. Jennifer felt Johns cock against her butt, standing hard, almost vertically in his pants, and smiled, biting her lower lip.That feeling of being desired, being wanted and lusted over exited her, and she slowly moved her body down and up, grinding over Johns hard bulge through his pants, pressing hard against it, feeling as it slides between her buttcheeks.John squeezed his palms on her breasts, losing control from that tease. He felt as if his cock was exploding from pressure, as the blood was. ..is enormous. Itpoints upright going beyond his belly button, his cold hard staretelling of both his pride and my weakness. My own penis, a small,feminine thing by comparison, goes so hard it actually aches.Trembling, I lift my legs up to squat on the chair. Taking the cucumberwith a shaky hand, I sit it on the chair beneath me, the severed endstraight enough to allow it to sit upright unaided. I rest my hands onmy knees, raising my rear until I'm hovering over it. Then, with alldue care, I. No matter how small it got, it would stay within her as long as she wanted. And she wanted!Karl placed his hands on her's resting on his chest and smiled up. "That's such a nice way to wake up in the morning. Have I told you lately that I love you?"Tammy laughed. "My father says that to my mother all the time." What's her answer," Karl asked."You just did! That's my answer too. You just did!" Well, then," Karl said, "We have only one solution to that problem."Tammy smiled a broad smile. Most of.