You can tell when a politician is lying, and Shane Victorello was telling the straight truth.I pointed to my head and sighed. "It hurts. Really, reall... hurts, but I'm going to be fine. I just wish the President was fine. I would trade places with him in a heartbeat. I tried to get to that gun, Mr. Secretary. I really tried to get to him in time, but everything happened so fast..." That was as far as I was willing to take this. Shane would have to fill in the blanks to suit himself. Just talking. Leaning over the keyboard and looking into the camera I thanked everyone, including my biggest tippers. “That was incredible, maybe you’ll join me at the same time tomorrow, I hope you can make me cum like that again”. There was a flurry of congratulations and praises, including Biggie, I felt genuine satisfaction that he was happy, this was another record not only in tokens but in the number of people watching, there really were more people into a hairless guy in nickers in the trans room. I. Just little flicks that were teasing, toying, playing with my thoughts, driving me close to the edge...yet not reaching that point of no return. She expertly flicked different spots on my throbbing cock. Sometimes she struck on the shaft, sometimes on the tip, sometimes on the base. I never knew where it was going to fall. All of them were tiny little irritating flicks that were frustrating me. Over and over she flicked that maddening little piece of leather until I heard a guttural moan and. " Relax Michelle. It'll will fit if we take things slow." I pushed again sliding in deeper. My cock was about half way in now. I kept pushing, but ran into her hymen."This next part is going to hurt Michelle. I have to get through your hymen. Should I try it fast or slow?" I don't know. Let's go slow."I pushed slowly against her hymen, but couldn't go any deeper. I kept pushing."Will you're really stretching me. It's starting to hurt." I think I better do this quick. Slow isn't working. Get.