I lean over to the mahogany nightstand and pull some handcuffs out of the drawer. my katy hears the sound and shifts, moaning beneath me. i cuff her r...ght hand, pass the chain around the wood rail of the headboard and cuff her left hand. a small smile appears on her face, her eyes relax, and i grab her chin in my hand roughly, and put my tongue into her mouth deeply, swirling around and sucking her tongue. she opens her mouth wide and lets out a soft wail. i kiss her face all over, planting wet. ” The professor opened the door as the girl brought her hand up to knock. “Hello, Miss.” “Come in Lauren, the den is set up for us. Follow me.” Lauren walked behind Michelle, again she watched her legs. She thought that there couldn't possibly be another woman as beautiful as her professor. She had amazingly long legs; her milk chocolate skin always looked so dewy and smooth. The professor was not your typical beauty queen, her appeal was understated and she had the pretty girl next door. "Oohhhhhhhh!"Fin explained to the wide eyed girl." Your new cock sits snugly on the roof of your pussy shaft. When it's at rest you probably wouldn't notice. But when it gets angry..." Fin pulled the cock out a little more as Jackie wailed.The Sarge could only stand speechless his mind refusing to believe. Jackie suddenly gritted her teeth before two fat hairless balls swelled around her pussy lips stretching her flesh before popping into the night air. "Uggggggghhhhhh!" The erection was. Peter was thinking these very thoughts as he walked from his office to his home, nearly two miles away, a trip he takes daily without complaint. It gives him time to think. Like today, his thoughts about blood and the scent of a woman. For as long as Peter can remember, he has been fascinated with the workings of female gentalia. Add to that an almost gothic obsession with the colour red and the taste of blood. Please don't wrongly mistake Peter: he is very sane, very respectful of women. Many.