I used to love running on the treadmill," said Gillian."Well, we can take you if you want," I said. "We have time through the week." I promised Mum a ...rip to Bluewater tomorrow, Paul," said Emma. "Perhaps you could take her Wednesday or Thursday." It would be a pleasure," I replied to Gillian's keen nod."Good, will you be coming with us tomorrow, Paul?" asked Emma."Yes my Lady, though I promise to bugger off if not needed," I chuckled."So long as you can keep your humour in check when I'm going. I pulled the box out, and opened the lid.Inside there were three rocket shaped plastic toys, some sort of a leather strap with a fake plastic penis connected to the belt. I took one of the rocket toys from the box, a pink one that was about the size of a cock. On the bottom was a switch which I turned on. The toy hummed and vibrated. I touched it against my cock, as I traced the outline of my hard cock, the vibrations and the softness of the silk panties made my cock strain. It created a huge. It stopped short of my reach. I grunted and strained, trying to reach it. Finally I grabbed it and took aim. This fucking headache and double vision was relentless! I had no idea how many shots there were remaining in the mag. Abrams was standing over Liv’s body, about to stab her. I struggled to concentrate, trying to drop him with a single, clean shot. I finally thought, Fuck it. It’s now or never, take the shot! and pulled the trigger. The first shot hit him in the arm, making him drop the. Her legs were now wide apart and the skirt was now nearly up her ankles. My hardon was getting painful. Julie continued showing me the next pages of the magazine. The torrid brunette was now facing the camera with an expression of intense bliss and she was impaled backwards on the monster dick. "Wow !" Julie whispered. "I would like to be in her place" "I am sure Eric will be pleased to help you out with this wish !" I joked "Of course he will ! I love him so much ! but look ... ohhh!" she.