She took another tentative step forward to see what was wrong with the valuable beast. At the slight movement and the sound of her fresh young voice, ...he massive creature became aware of her presence in his kennel for the first time and with a menacing growl, he sprang to his feet, whirling around to face her. The girl's breath caught sharply in her throat and she froze involuntarily on the spot as she suddenly saw the real reason for the dog's preoccupation with his lower body.The mammoth. The sheath was made of a special latex material that was flexible enough so that it could adapt to the size and shape of Tiffany's cock, and was also tough enough to withstand the rigors of the milking ritual. The sheath actually left several inches uncovered at the base of the shaft of Tiffany's cock, as well the same amount just before the head of her cock. This would allow the sheath to be able to move up and down somewhat during the milking ritual, without any ill effects.Next, one of the. ”“You were used pretty hard by all those guys. Are you sure you are okay?”I ducked my head into one of their chests and a little chuckle escaped from me. “Yes, they did and I didn’t appreciate that they did even though I knew that was the reason our plan might work. But … they weren’t really … very big … if you know what I mean. But it was messy.”We worked out an arrangement that gave b**st room to stay close to me and I crashed for the night. The others went about their activities under the. My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy. I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I.