Exploding dildoes. He especially liked the exploding dildoes. They had to be quite large or so he told his customers. They needed 3 x C cell batteries...for the radio, so they had to be quite big round. This meant ladies had to practice before using them. Unless they were sluts.Oleg paid sluts to test his dildoes. He checked the small ads for prossies willing to put on a show. Lesbians were best. Someone who liked a fist up her cunt, and ass. He loved to watch them wanking themselves, easing two,. Hawk was keeping my real condition a secret from everyone who worked for him. Not even his Chief-of-Staff knew anything was going on.For two days I rested, took some aggressive physical therapy, and practiced being sick, weak, and dying, under Kate's watchful eyes. They were fanatically determined that I not make any mistake in my behavior that would give away the game. Everything hinged on Bradford deciding he could kill me himself, or ordering someone on his staff to kill me, which would open. Then to my surprise she told me to get some lube and to stick my cock in her ass. So knowing that I was taking advantage of her, what kind of a husband would I have been to say no? So being the good husband I am, I quickly went into the bed room and got the astro-glide that I just so happened to have. I then took the astro-glide and began to rub it on my cock ensuring it was nice and slick for entry LOL….. Once it was ready to I began to rub some of the astro-glide on her sexy little. As his body twisted she covered him with kisses; on his nipples, collarbone, his chin, his forehead. Small tears formed in the corner of his eyes and she knew this was a special moment for him. Afterwards they lay together. She rested on her side, her hand in his. Her head was on his shoulder, watching his penis slowly deflate. Though he was young, he was a good lover and knew his powers of recuperation were better than most. If she was to do this, she must do it quickly. He was lying.