"I can tell by your implants that you are in pain, that you are frightened. Tell me how an indentured servant came to be fitted with bio digital impla...ts." Mistress, I work for a government agency and implants protect agency proprietary information," Peter said. He tried to swallow but his throat was dry."Drink this," Nurse Shelley handed Peter a plastic glass with a straw in it. The glass contained water. Nurse Shelley helped Peter sit up enough to drink it. "All of it. Then I'm giving you. My husband has always wanted to be better endowed, he has always had a problem with the size of his 4.5-inch dick. For some reason, I caught myself thinking I only wish he could see me giving this boy the best blow job of his life, sucking on this boy’s much larger and harder penis. He would be so envious.Terry instinctively reached out and grabbed my tits and started playing with my erect nipples releasing my bikini top which rendered me even more rabid. My wet aching pussy hungered to be. “Oh, dad. You’re funny. Yes, she’s my best friend forever.” “So she can keep secrets?” “Yes.” Chelsea got nervous again. What was THAT question about. “Is there some secret?” “Not yet…” he clicked another key and looked at the screen. “But there might be” “What kind of secret?” Chelsea was feeling cold. She didn’t plan on staying inside otherwise would’ve worn a shirt over her bikini. “Well…” he clicked a key several times. “I was wondering about this.” He turned the computer monitor so Chelsea. We escorted Henry up the steps to the center of our stage, and the three of us stood there proudly. We started kissing and fondling him and noticed that his tent was becoming even more pronounced. I tugged the sash of his robe loose, and Camille promptly pulled it off and dropped it onto the stage.While I continued kissing him, I wrapped my hand around his impressive erection and began stroking it while Camille started playing with his balls. His cock felt so hard I was afraid he might bust a.