It was not only non-erogenous, it didn't have any sensation at all, but it was attached to him, permanently. It was part of him where he desperately w...uld have wanted a penis to be, even the little tiny one he'd had hours ago would have been better than this."Well lets see what I can do with my new pussy," he thought, somewhere between amusement and amazement. Sliding his hand down to where his asshole should have been, he confirmed this definitely was a real pussy. It felt like a real pussy. Every lamp was powered by a glowing stone ball. Each was two inches across and they made eyes water if you stared at them too long. “I wonder if Minda made these Andrew?” said Brena.We could ask, but I think rooms and dinner come first. He approached the desk that was being held by a man in his late forty’s. His once dark hair was shot with grey and he looked tired of the world in general. “How might I assist you this evening lord and lady?” he asked.Brena was given the job of spokesman this. His slow prodding, combined with his febrile mouth on my neck, ears, and mouth, was totally remarkable. The fantasy of the Swiss tour guide that had enchanted me in the preceding weeks, evaporated into nothingness as Máté stimulated me into another dimension.When Máté ultimately raised his torso onto outstretched arms and started hammering my butt, I was so overexcited that the friction of my cock rubbing against the bedcover soon took me over the edge. As I lay there groaning like a. No more on my pussy." OK slut, I'll take mercy on you. All you have to do is finish with your tits, two on each and they had better be good shots or its back to your slutty cunt." "Oh thank you mistress, I won't disappoint you," She said as she raised her hand over her head and brought the spoon down with a mighty blow on her right tit. A large red welt immediately formed in the shape of the spoon just above the nipple. Julie gasped but did not cry out and followed with a harder blow to the.