The next day was his off meant that he could stay awake until late. I quickly finished my dinner and ran to my room. I took off my bra and wore the tr...nsparent shirt again. My dark areola and nipples were clearly visible thru the shirt. I went to his room with my books and with a glass of chocolate-milk for him.I kept my books aside and deliberately bumped on him to wet my shirt with the milk. He didn’t realize what was i up to and started to clean my shirt with his hands. In this process, his. His 3 incher could never hope to satisfy the giganticgaping feminine cavern his wife now sported. He was often asked to wear astrap on in the bedroom, and his wife made no effort to hide the factthat she needed at least 12 inches to "feel anything" during sex.The man in the brown suit left the phone store and headed for the foodcourt. Along the way he spotted a teenage girl yapping away on her phone.For some reason, this girl seemed unaware that phones could be held up tothe ear. Instead of. " Her cunt blazed, a raging fire that scalded his phallus."Shit, Cindy, you sure are hot... and you're gonna get what you want... you're gonna get it all, Cindy, yeah!" George rammed his penis hard into her twat and felt the hot wetness on his shaft. Cindy shivered as if his cock were an ice-cold poker jabbing into her gut. She twisted around and bent him from side to side in an exquisite dance of pure mounting pleasure."Ohhhh!" she moaned, scratching her nails down his spine. "Yes, yes, all. The thing took a chitinous step forwards. It tilted its head to one side as it examined me and I felt a tingle — the sort of sensation you get when you feel a sneeze coming on — but this was inside my head. I mean right in the middle of my brain. The vile, obscene bastard probed me somehow. I felt whatever power the beast possessed ripple through my thoughts. More than a physical sensation, I tasted metal and could smell something like burnt toast. A second or two later a chasm opened in my.