And if the anthropologists were to tell these tribesmen that their village really was one of the few human outposts on the planet, the tribesmen would...believe them. Why? Because the “gods” would simply be confirming to them what they already “knew” to be true. The females here at Island Royale have never been told the Earth is round – they’ve never been told there are billions of women in the world who do not exist merely as pleasure toys. Rather, they’ve been taught that all creatures with. I twirled it slowly once, and she shrieked briefly as it flipped her completely over."This is an interesting device," I told her. "It lets me move you around in any position. It also has these adjustments so that I can move you up and down, and these others that allow me to adjust your neck supports." I moved the device down a little, then adjusted the neck so that her head was leaned back. It was a perfect position for me to stand in front of her and feed her my cock. She took it, and I pushed. I get on top of while you hold your cock straight up for me. Your rock-hardness slides easily into me as I lower myself on you. The cold texture of the condom sent shivers of delight through my body. I continue to slowly impale myself, lowering myself until I can feel the tip of your cock just brush my cervix. 'Mmm...a perfect fit,' thought. As my tight pussy adjusts to your impressive size, I begin rotating my hips back and forth and in a circular motion causing you to groan with ecstasy.. I'd only lasted a week before I was off sticking the old boy wherever I could. The reality that I'd just had the best sex I'd ever had was not far in the back of my mind. I'm not sure if it was the weed, the booze, my lack of sleep or the good old Catholic guilt but I started to cry. I was a howling mess. The funny thing was though once I stopped crying and composed myself I didn't feel a quarter as guilty as I had. Actually I started to feel amazingly horny. I was so tired though I just.