There is one fantasy I cannot shake off. At first it horrified me but now I find it kind of sexy. I havent had the opportunity to sleep with BBC yet. ... bought a pretty large black silicone dong a few months ago. This was an awesome one smooth silicone great vein detailing, not those cheap plastic or rubber ones that seem like everyone is using nowadays. (Seriously people these things are going inside you if it isnt glass or silicone its gross and not in a good way!) I got home with it and. As it slipped itself into me I felt both the sensation of the hard cock behind me and a warming sensation around the tip of my own penis, as if I were slowly entering my shadowed self. The deeper my shade went, the greater sensation I felt. The deeper it went, the firmer it became, the warmer the feeling passed down the length of my prick. As that warm sensation pushed against my tightening balls I knew it was as deep inside me as I wanted it. I gripped it tight in me, not wanting to release. The second we left the house she was in this kind of "get the hell out my way" frenzy, acting more like an addict in desperate need of a fix than anything else.As the shopping progressed, the change in my mother went slowly from night to day. With each beep of the cash register, each signature, each detour back to the car, mom was more and more elated, as if her emotional high was somehow electronically linked to the credit card balance.But what happened when we got home that day sickened me. Soon, he could see the pin cushion of masts sticking up into the sky, and he turned down a side road that led to the wharf. He smiled, and began to whistle an enthusiastic, if somewhat off-key, tune. It was a great day, he was about to make a great business deal, and he was on his way to meet his great wife. What more could he ask for?Harry Johnson glanced at the shaking woman across from him, decided that she was only good for maybe one more go, and then decided she'd still come across with.