"Yeah, and this doesn't feel bad either. Sorta like something good getting rubbed." Yeah." I lay down on him and liked the feel of his butt under my b...lly. I slid my palms under the fronts of his shoulders and grabbed on and buried my forehead in the back of his neck as I cut loose with my hips and just ground away.It surprised me how quickly I came to a dry orgasm, burying my mouth between Tim's shoulder blades to hide my grunts and moans. I stayed hard and kept grinding. Tim fell asleep, and. "Well, what would convince you?" I want a bigger cock and sex-drive. Do that and I might."So ... Seven sighed and endowed him with a cock and balls he had to carry around in a wheelbarrow. It wasn't exactly what he wanted ... but she left him like that. He leered at the Caretakers and they ran screaming from him."Oh God." He said, "This is not quite what I meant." Thank you," said Seven. "This tribunal is now in session. Six, present your findings." Thank you, your Honor." He threw back his. ‘Hello, this is Victoria,’ was the answer. ‘Oh, um, uh, Officer Newland, um, this is S-Scott, Scott Roberts.’ ‘I didn’t think you’d call, Scott. I am surprised you called so soon. Made a decision, have you?’ she asked. ‘You are right – everything you said! I called this number to see about a program, or something,’ I offered. She explained, ‘Scott, there’s something special about you. I am not licensed to treat you, I am not a professional counselor. I am just a cop. I became a cop to help. Between the both of you would be nice," Harry replied."I smell coffee ... you brought me coffee, you wonderful woman," Harry said, scooting back to sit up in the enormous bed. "My God, this place looks like a war zone."Straps and chains hung from their fastenings on the six bedposts, the special fitted sheets were completely un-tucked on the far side and stains from various substances decorated them. The hookah sat at the foot of the bed where Harry had left it, there were water bottles strewn.