Casey had just begun the trip up the ridge on his way back. He dropped his backpack which contained two twenty five pound bags, one of oats and one of...rice, and ten cans of a variety of vegetables. I can pick it up later, he thought as he started to run toward the cabin. All he carried now was his .223 rifle and the Colt 1911 in the small of his back. Casey stopped just below the crest of the ridge twenty minutes later and looked down at the cabin. It was quiet and at first nothing seemed out. When Napoleon Bonaparte died, apparently his doctor cut off his penis for the autopsy. In 1977, the penis was eventually sold for a whopping $2,900 (this feels cheap?) to a urologist in New Jersey and was apparently 1.5 inches at the time it was sold. But during the interim period, people had much to say about it. Because it was ill-preserved, the penis was allegedly compared to a piece of leather, a shriveled eel, and to beef jerky. And when it was put for up public display in Manhattan in. I was having a great time, but was a little dizzy from being upside down for so long. I still think it is cool how all the men’s cum went up instead of down. But I enjoyed getting so much of it. I really think I am a whore who loves cum.Once they had all finished, they lowered me down some and put a soft bench under my upper half. I was kind of laying down, but my legs were still up and spread wide apart. My little bells were ringing and I was still tingling in my cunt.John Sr. said, “OK, now. She took off her bra and regarded herself critically in reflection. She looked like an eighth-grader, she thought, especially from the side, as she stood now. Puffing up her chest didn't help-that only made them look smaller, for God's sake. She expelled her breath noisily. Condemned forever to a size 32B, she thought sadly.What time was it, anyway? 2:58 p.m., from the numerals on her clock radio. She flopped down on the bed, and then grudging got up again and made it, as she should have this.