G. But I still don't have the kind of privacy I need for that. I do need to do something. I pull out the shit covered straw and twirl my nipples again... marking them brown and smelly shit. I press the straw into the slit of my dicklet and twirl some brown into it. My precum makes the filth run over my dicklet head and spread. It is all too much. I suck the straw into my mouth, sucking in piggy poo and rub my dicklet a few more times … it shoots a stream of white cream on the desk. If my shit. I had a pair of button-fly Levi’s 501 jeans that were good and clean, and, unlike the bell-bottoms everyone else wore, these were straight-legged. Yeah, this would get Sharon’s attention, in a good way. ______________________________ What the fuck just happened? After months of strong dislike, with occasional outright loathing in the mix, Doc had pulled me up to an unoccupied backstage and ate me and then fucked me royally, and now he has actually asked me over to his place for dinner. He’s. The demeanour of the pilots differs. One is shouty and defiant the other cowed and twitchy. The blank and overwhelming desert setting lends their obscured figures a pathos tinged with the heroic. Effective use of sound, as always in the better ISIS productions, with the eerie whistles and sighs of desert winds dubbed onto the loop. The beard presses a button on a remote control and a modest explosion sets two trails of fire in motion which rapidly chases the tethered men. We follow the flames. I want to feel your tongue on and in my ass!” Merry growled. Fauna kept rubbed and stimulating Merry’s G spot. Merry’s ass hole was winking frantically. Wanting to ease her friend’s need, she circled the brown little hole, making it glisten with her spit. Merry moaned deeply. Without warning, Fauna shoved her tongue past the tight ring of muscle. Merry sucked her breath in sharply; her body was tightly wound. Fauna mimicked the motions of a cock. She loved hearing her fellow fairy squeal in.