It would be too cruel to deny her after all she'd been through. Besides, Elaine's hungry pussy was spasming in frustration, perspiration dripping down...between her breasts. With shaking hands, she continued to tease herself, touching her vibe to her clit in the same way the man in the story was doing. Teasing. Tormenting.She was as determined as the girl in the tale. She wouldn't cum until she had permission. Once she had permission, she could cum. She could cum hard. As hard as she wanted. A. I love women's bodies, too--the tits, thepubes, the cunts, the asses; they're all beautiful and sexy, too, intheir own ways. It's just that none of these charms, charming as theyare, can compete with the beauty and splendor of a cock and a pair ofballs. By themselves, women are incomplete, as are men. Both arebeautiful, but neither is perfect. Only when breasts and vaginas andfemale buttocks are combined with cocks and balls do we attain trueexcellence and wholeness. The merger of men--of. They were a canvas cone in the shape of a tall beehive, with just enough hair (of whatever shade) glued to the cone to make it appear convincingly real. You cannot poke a finger into the hairdo more than about a half an inch deep (not a penis, of course), but the thing looks sexy enough, and the price is right. Putting one of these on TOP of an LA2000 wig, trying to emulate Elvira, never worked particularly well… the beehive was super tall, but the diameter wasn’t big enough to fit sufficiently. ‘Please,’ David said, and then paused for a long moment. ‘Fart face.’ ‘Uh huh, now you get nothing,’ Bernadette said, serving the others their drinks. ‘I’m bigger than you,’ David threatened. ‘And I’m bigger than you,’ Richard threatened back. ‘Not for long,’ David shot back. ‘Then I guess I better kill you now so you don’t get bigger than me, huh?’ Richard said. ‘Richard, that’s not nice,’ Bernadette chided him lightly, touching his arm to let him know she wasn’t really angry with him. .