In the morning he was dreading finding his cock had picked up a rash, or had turned red, or purple, or any other fucking weird colour. How the fuck wo...ld he explain that to the medics at Camp Helmuth?Uh yeah. I thrust my unprotected cock into an alien flower because Fish Fucker told me it'd feel good.Thankfully, his cock hadn't broken out in a rash. Or turned an unusual shade of colour. The itch hadn't gone away though, and he had an uncomfortable day trying to manoeuvre his junk into an. I suspect you may be romanticizing even then. Neither can I fault you for having decided to "keep" him, given your decision, which I do not understand, to live in that remote backwater. [Come on, Mother, Sabah thought, 15 miles in the hills above Winchester in the Washington exurbia is hardly the end of the earth!] It certainly cannot be a good place to meet men. [True, but now, happily, the least of my concerns, Sabah sighed.]What I do not understand, and cannot condone, is this romantic. Covering it with my clothes. ?But you have nothing to hide, do you?? ?No?, I reply. My voice shaky. He continues to search through my bag, and pauses, looking up from my bag, and looks around, signalling to a guard. Suddenly, I get nervous as two large guards walk over to the table. The office talks to them, in their native language, and then turns around to me. ?I believe we have a problem,? he says, holding up a 2 bags, one holding pills, one holding a sugar looking substance. The guards walk. You both look fabulous".Allie was very close to cumming, rubbing her breasts in circles against Spike's back, and licking her neck "So far he has been sitting behind me each time to check it out - his cock all squashed up between my cheeks. But this is perfect -can you feel what the leather bumps are doing to your cunt"?Spike suddenly had an idea, looking at Dad "Will you make me one - perhaps with motors into vibrate the cuntal piece".“Perhaps – if you’re very good”.Spike clambered off the.