I moaned as he started to play with them, but I still made sure to keep gently squeezing his shaft. "But why this? You could have just killed me, you ...idn't have to make me into this!" I cried. Unlike yesterday I felt so much more together, even against the urges running through me. Still, I pulled my hands over his and helped him to squeeze my boobies with his big strong hands."Simply, I enjoy it." Weston laughed. "What's more, I had to test my new genetic resequencer and mental conditioner on. She stood up and modeled for me. “You like?” She asked. “Come over here and see for yourself if I like.” I pointed to my pants. The bulge was huge. She looked at it with a hunger. She walked over to my open legs. Those shoes on her feet drove me nuts. She kneeled down and unzipped my pants. She pulled them along with my underwear right off. My cock sprungup to flick her on the nose. My cock was usually six inches but it must have been seven and a half now! She was. I’m ready to blow.’ Betty tried her best to squeeze her hole, finding her ring of muscle unresponsive, and her attempts only created louder flatus. ‘I said, snap your asshole, girl!’ Cleese ordered, thwacking her ivory bottom again with an open palm. She cried out, frustrated with her inability to accommodate his wishes and hasten this ordeal. She prayed to God under her breath, pleading dearly for this to be over. For some reason, the man suddenly slowed his movements and became very quiet.. I think if I came first it might help...." No fucking problem...Lesley....come on....lets get to the bedroom...you can undress me there. I know you love my body, so I'll let you get me ready." Robs big queen size bed was newly made up with black silk sheets, and a white summer duvet. Lesley unbuttoned Als tent like shirt and let it fall to the floor. She grimaced yet again through a smile at the sight of his body. 'Yuk' was her immediate thought as she ran both hands over his hairy upper body..