It is unfortunate to beOf service to the one who wearsThe crown, for such a one oft bearsScars of rule's expediency.In this case, the man whose manhoo...Was lost was the manliest manThe prince could find, a man named Dan,Whose rigid member, when it stoodUpright, in all its glory, mustHave measured a cubit or more,In length; 'twas thick enough to goreWorse than a wild boar could, I trust!On Monday morning, he went inTo see the surgeons, and, that night,Subdued, after a mighty fight,He was a man. As we rode down the mountain, I tried to imagine what he had in mind once we got back to his condo. I decided I didn't care what his intentions were, as long as he was willing to give me another chance at that magnificent cock. As we reached his condo, my cock was still standing at attention and I was ready to follow this stud to my complete and total deflowering.As he opened the door to his place he turned to me. "Strip down married guy," he instructed. "Let's see how much of a cockslut you. “Enough of this!” I thought, I wanted to cum so bad! I position my vibrator in my pussy and shoved it all the way inside myself. I arched my back again “Oh shit!” I almost silently moaned. I rammed the vibrator in and out of my soaking wet cunt.I press the button on top to adjust the speed to where I want it. I pressed it to the maximum speed. I started to pound my pussy again and every time the vibrator would be buried deep inside of me the little blue butterfly at the bottom vibrated my clit.. It was sort of an illuminated transparent plastic jail cell suspended in mid-air. And, with dozens of high-resolution videocams and mikes strategically positioned at various angles -- above, sideways, and below. Seeing all. Hearing all. Recording all. All! Every kiss. Every whisper. Every touch, every fondle... And, transmitting it, all of it, live. It was like being a bug under a microscope.A million fucking dollars he was supposed to get for this gig. Even if he didn't manage to boff the.