I felt better about the situation, but realized I shouldn’t have started it in the first place when she’d shown up at the house on Monday.That aga...n made me think about Tracey’s party. The only way I would feel good about it would be to ask Kara if it was OK to go, which would mean telling her about Jessica. If Kara approved of THAT, then I’d go. If she didn’t, then I wouldn’t, and I’d find something else to do on Friday night — perhaps go out with Bethany. The last thing I wanted to do at this. Well inregards to your story, I've known you long enough where I don't thinkyou'd lie about it. So what do you think her purpose is?"James blinked. Purpose? She was a sex doll. He typed that to Cedric."I doubt you believe that, by the sounds of it, you think somethingmore," Came Cedric's reply not long after.James thought about that. There was something strange about her,especially those lifeless eyes. He had to admit, there was somethingstrange about her. Plus didn't the shopkeeper wink at. I knew this time when I came inside of her that my soul might empty into her as well. My mind cleared until it was filled with a rushing of sound. My balls churned and my cock tightened as both slammed against her and into her clutching wet depths. I pulled her hair back as her ass came up higher against me. Now fucking her at a frenzied pace I felt my balls release my cum and it seemed to gain power like a cannon that blazed up my cock in a heavy, thick stream finally releasing into her tight. “So, you want a show, eh?” Saunders lays down on the bed, throwing open his robe allowing his throbbing cock to spring free. While not so huge and thick as the prince’s, he is still of a good length and girth. He spits into his hand and grabs the base of his cock forcefully as he strokes. He thinks back to the pool, of the Prince dripping and naked, of his huge cock and what it would taste like, thinking of how his buttocks must seem, knowing they would be firm and high. He imagines what it.