"Lubricate your cock, dear, dear Hauclir." Malus reeled at the words springing from his tongue. What was he saying? Suddenly his heart went taught. T'...arkan's eel-like tendrils coiled nastily about him. What is this trickery, Malus thought, challenging the daemon. T'zarkan, the audience that had been laughing all along, was aching to explain, but first he continued to address Hauclir through Malus' mouth. "Now, penetrate your lord!"With a dramatic flourish, Malus found himself fling his body. She ran her tongue up the side of my neck and whispered in my ear "I think it's hot. You're so hard. And so big." Krista slipped from my arms, gently kissed her way down my chest, and crouched in front of me. My bobbing erection brushed the warm skin of her cheek and she looked up at me to whisper, "I always wondered what it would be like to suck a really big one." I stared incredulously and stupidly murmured "What?" She gave a sultry laugh and asked "Can I suck it?" and not waiting for an. .. This kind of hummer is where she chomps down on his manliness and hums a song. This is a real interesting thing to experience.I was told don't say peter or cock in this letter so I won't. He said that you was real refined and had a shit fit every time anyone said stuff you don't like to hear as you being so high class and all. So I shall refrain myself and try to use highly toned language.Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah she chomped down on his manly hood. To make a long story short, she was a. She barely had energy to gasp; she was wasted, inside and out. Who'd have thought an enema would tear you up like that, inside and out? Shit! She'd fucking passed out! Musta been the cold... Dumbjohn let her recover while he sluiced the mess from the enema down the drain, then turned a hand sprayer on her, cleaning her ass and legs. Given what he'd done to her with the original enema, he used warm water instead of torturing her with cold as he normally would. He'd definitely have to remember.