L. removed his under shorts Tim saw his shaved massive cock and balls. His cock, at a soft seven inches, was perfectly shaped, smooth and thick. His b...lls were heavy and hanging down. Timmy couldn’t believe what was happening. “Now, Timmy I want you to remove the rest of your uniform, but leave your panties on.” Timmy did as he was told. Now standing in front of his Head-Master, Timmy was shaking with excitement. Mr. L. sat on the couch and instructed Timmy to bend over his lap for his. I had considered entering the monastery with my sword transformed into the magical cock to search for her, but in the transformed shape the sword would mimic my body temperature and not give me any hint if my prey was close.The risk that I would scare Carmen off with a visible sword did in my opinion balance with the risk that the nuns would sense me entering with a cursed weapon transformed into demonic cock. I had a fairly strong hunch that the sword radiates more evilness while its power is. The boring, humdrum life in Albuquerque; which has been anything but, since I met you."I crawled out of bed and did my morning bathroom visit. Tamara was still in bed when I went to the kitchen. I started the coffee; then scrounged up some bread and made cinnamon toast. The smell must have wafted upstairs because the whole group came meandering into the kitchen."It's only seven o'clock on a Saturday morning. What are all of you up for?" I asked."Couldn't sleep," Marie said. The rest said the. I’m no angel.” She pulled her hand away. The loss of contact made the night wind even chillier. “Let’s go inside, Moe.” “I was hoping for a good rain.” Moe looked up toward the clear sky with its million stars hanging in place. “I could use a rubdown in water.” “Will a sponge bath do?” Her giggle echoed in the night, and Moe could have sworn the crickets paused to admire the sound. * * * Mona sat on the forest green divan in the living room, sheathed in her white gown and looking like Gabriel.