It sat right on their gag reflex, and would torment them constantly. Matt would only detach it once a day, to feed and water his dolls, sometimes addi...g their own piss into their meals. When the girls came to their senses, they all screamed hysterically, realizing they were incapable of seeing, speaking, hearing, or even moving! Matt couldn't hear a sound of their pitiful moans, unless he stuck his ear right on the mask's surface. The padding worked really well. Likewise, the slightest jerk. .different, but in a good way. One has hair, one doesn’t. I would be happy to eat either of you anytime.” “It’s OK, Mac. Susan and I have eaten each other many times. We both know that our pussies are sweet. But Susan LOVES to take it up the ass. Go over to the cabinet next to the stove and get the bottle of Mazola Oil.” I quickly grabbed the bottle of cooking oil and stood there awaiting my next instruction. Mrs. Levine spread Susan’s ass cheeks apart and yelled “Don’t just stand there with a. It's sleeping." Cage?" Yes, sir," I said. "I have one of those chastity cages to preventerections. I, um, I had a problem with masturbating. Mistress felt shehad to stop it." That's, um, interesting," he said."That was a difficult adjustment," I said. "I hated that more than mostthings, sir. It meant she was in charge of when I came, of how I came. Itcould be weeks. After all, why would she think about something asinsignificant as my penis?" Speaking of your anatomy, how big are your breasts? I. And when? How old are you?" I was born in 1869, that makes me er ... What year is it sonny?" It's 1960 Mr. Lowell," Sam answered."Well that makes me, let's see ... Damn I'm 91 years old," Clint said in a surprised voice. "Never thought I'd live this long." He paused for a bit, chuckled and added, "At times I didn't think I'd make it to 30." Mr. Lowell where were you born? The records from back then are a little sketchy." Sam, puttin a shirt and tie on a cow pony don't make him a Mister. Clint.