She said she did, too! I put two fingers up and kept going. I wanted something to dribble out of me onto his fucking pillow. I beat off until I had a ...ome, but I wasn't close to done. I was pretty wet by then, but I wasn't done. I was going to put a wet spot on his bed and pillow he would remember for a long time. I put some baby oil on the cucumber, and then I slid his ribbed condom over that. It took a little doing before I could get that thing in me, but once I figured out what I was doing,. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...what a feeling. I was still juicing a lot ofpre-cum, and that coupled with the effect of the slippery satin liningwas driving me over the edge. I pulled the shoe down hard over my thickcock and it felt like a tight wet glove had just enveloped me. I wasstroking with it and it was tight and warm and slippery. This was thebest masturbation I'd ever experienced and I wondered how, or if, I'd beable to stay away from these shoes in the future. I kept looking at my frilly anklet. Erakill had double irises of ice blue, but they were almost always hidden behind those heavy goggles. Jack walked close to the mech and banged a knuckle against the metal.Erakill looked down, and as he recognized the guest he smiled broadly. For some reason, the scientists grin always had a mischievous undertone, as if he constantly thought of some sinister joke.“Jack!”Erakill declared happily, pushing his heavy goggles up on his forehead and wiped off some dark grime on his cheek with the back. "My God, was it better than Saturday night! It was slimy with sperm, and I had watched Alfred put it there, making me so horny I could hardly control my shivering. And there was a lot more of Helen's own juice. She was soaked! And her thighs and the crack down to her ass were slippery with it. "Oh, my God, woman, you must have been terribly randy. So much juice." Yes," she groaned. "Do it, do it like you did." I smeared some of the sperm on her clit and started rubbing it up and down between my.