But his penis was simply too big. I just had to gag and my eyes teared up. I could barely even breath anymore, and yet I didn’t manage to get the pe...is any further or deeper.Master luckily said it wasn’t a problem for now. After all I was still new, I’d just left the institute, he knew they didn’t teach slaves this at the institute. I should just keep on practicing he said. I could probably borrow a fake penis from one of the other slaves to practice on.Now I have my own fake penis. It’s hot. Https://www.deviantart.com/trust-machines/Thanks to dkfenger, clancy688, MrSimple, Karantela, Icaria, and JAK for feedbackon earlier drafts.This story is released under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.----------Since Caleb was at football practice and Mom and Dad had told us they'dbe back late and we should fix our own supper, Sophia and I didn'twaste any time. Less than an hour later, we were standing in front ofthe new machine (the old one. Her voice was little male kind and gave imagination of a middle aged normal looking lady. I was in a bad shape when I reached my hostel. Yes, I am a cheap international traveler. I refreshed myself and it was more than 10 in the night. Suddenly I got her call. She was telling me in an unexpected way for sex in the same night. I said sorry, I am very much tired, let us meet tomorrow. The next day, I went to Patong beach to meet her. What an amazing place Patong was.. The sex beach contained. "I see. So you're saying that all I need is to start having sex again and the dreams will go away?" Donna asked."Pretty much, Donna. Once you start having sex again, even if it's not regular three times a week sex, your dreams will become less frequent and eventually go away. Your mind won't have to fantasize so much and create these dreams," he said."Well, that sounds simple enough except that in order to have sex like that you need a partner and as I have told you, I am afraid of getting.