Her hair was sort of short, sort of red brown, probably a sexy cut but wet. And her eyes were super sexy like they can be, golden brown with sort of t...inkly-like laughter eyes. “My goodness, that is quite a tool you got there,” she said. My tools were definitely in the truck, I was gonna say, anyway, when her hand stroked right up my dude from bottom to top. It was way ahead of me, as always! “He's in here! He's in here!” I could hear the other woman screaming. “Here, get up here,” whispered. .. eleven... twelve. She was so close, just a few more seconds and the pulsing would subside. It was hard to think, so hard to think but still she persevered until finally the fifteenth ring came and relief came.Once her mind had completely returned from the clouds, Sarah could see that, to her delight she had managed to gain some ground overall and had successfully brought the required rate back down to 98wpm. She continued to type away, striving to reach the end of her ordeal as soon as was. "It's not in our carry-on luggage, so if someone does see it, it isn't like we'll be standing right there looking guilty about it! And if we leave it out at the hotel, it would just be one of the maids that sees it. I don't care!" Fine," I said, smiling a little. "Just be sure to put up the Do Not Disturb sign if you want to start anything... kinky, okay?" Promise," Heather nodded. "Although it might be fun to leave you tied to the bed while I called down for room service." You wouldn't!" I. The fat woman injected the base of my penis with atransparent liquid. I didn't feel anything down there,just a numbness, allowing me to see how theyopened my sack with a hospital knife and cut myballs showing them to everyone like trophies.I couldn't hold it anymore and I just passed out.I woke up the next day inside an unfamiliar room. Witha silk violet camisole, and a weird dizziness thatlater I understood was from the medicines thatthey used on me for the last two weeks.I saw my self on the.