I had a severe headache, indigestion and nausea. It was further complicated by abdominal discomfort, anxiety, constipation, a decreased sex drive, bl...ating, dry mouth, fatigue, gas, dry eyes and mouth, decreased appetite, chills, and hives. I forcefully expulsed the contents of my stomach through my mouth and nose; vomiting gelatinous chunks of bile onto the caf?loor. Please pray for me.” “Oh Jesus,” Prayed Pricilla, “Please help Linda feel better by making her severe headache,. I recognized it right away because it was so identical to my own reaction to taking it from behind. Of course, I had never done it over the top of a commode but I found that such a circumstance actually added to the heat of the moment and I was ashamed at my wandering thought that found her degradation so stimulating.Esteban was waving my new mom’s panties overhead like he was going to whip her ass cheeks with them to make her push back harder in the direction of his rampant cock. I wondered if. She looked at me, smiling with my dick in her mouth, and swallowed. Then she continued to suck and lick me clean. She finished and opened her mouth to show me my cum.“Wait, don’t swallow yet,” I said.I pulled out from beneath her and ran into the bathroom, and came back with; Yeap, you guessed it, Tommy’s toothbrush. I handed Ginger the toothbrush and said, “Here, spit some on here, it’s his.”Ginger got a wicked grin on face, took the toothbrush, and spit some of my cum on it. I took it and put. I once again girdled my loins and sat down to do combat with my mortal enemy the sewing machine. I have made innumerable items of feminine apparel when I could get the thing to cooperate with me, dresses, skirts, blouses were no real problem. Most of them even came out well enough I could wear them in public, that is if I had the nerve. But this time it was different. This time, in my current unemployed state, I decided to sew a pair of shorts for my male self. Somehow all of my good shorts had.