’ I open my mouth as wide as I can, and engulf as much of your cock as possible. You pull my hair, forcing me to take more, all the way into my thro...t. I gag a little, at the sheer size and thickness, as your cock stretches my throat around the shaft. My eyes start tearing up, as I deepthroat you over and over. Your cock is full length now, and you have 8 inches in my mouth and down my throat, and there is still four or five not even used. It’s hard to tell exactly, because you are moving so. He planted soft kisses on her chest and belly until he got down to her inviting pussy at this point.Auto pilot took over as he relied on what he had seen in porn movies and read in letters in the magazine to know what to do. He cupped his hands under her ass to bring her closer to his face and then dove in, running his tongue all along the lips of her pussy, occasionally slipping it between them. He was in heaven enjoying the sweet taste of her honey pot her sighs turned into soft moans as his. It was completely void of hair andthe underlying skin seemed almost translucent. The long red nailscontrasted magnificently against the pale skin of his hands.He felt, rather than saw, the bandages on his nose and cheeks. 'Thatbitch must have worked me over good,' he thought. Then, he rememberedthe straight razor and raised his hand to his head to confirm that agreat deal of his hairs length was gone."The Sampson Syndrome," he gasped as he began to explore the rest of hisbody for the changes he. It appeared to be an important family event, like the responsibility of raising your first puppy. The screen went black. Then: TWENTY-FOUR YEARS LATER The helmet lifted from Tim’s head. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust, before they focused enough to see a door had opened. Nothing happened for a minute, and then a face peeked around the doorframe, a female face, with blue eyes and long blond hair. Looking like Lady Godiva reincarnated, she edged warily into the room. The long hair.