I was in heaven as the man turned the machine up another notch and got to his feet.“Right, you seem to be nicely settled in” said the man. “I am...now going to leave you for half an hour and see how much of your cum we can collect. The machine is in ramp mode so you will feel the pressure gradually mounting. Just go with it and you should find the whole experience intensely pleasurable”. With that, the man turned and left, closing the door behind him.I was in ecstasy, bound to this scaffolding in. I pressed through them and focused on getting to yes, and clearly it waspaying dividends, as my bank account and my successful week would attest.It was a pretty good week in other ways too. On Tuesday came news thatMorgan and Sloane were hosting a party on Friday night. That ought to befun - they didn't fuck around when it came to parties, so there wouldprobably be a lot of people there. Maybe some good eye candy? As my minddrifted, I realized I was picturing a shirtless guy with ripped. Usne neele rang jki one piece short dress pahan rakhi thhi uski safed thighs bhi poori tarah covered nahin ho paa rahi thhi. We shook hands, hugged and then I asked her to proceed uske peechhe chalne laga to dekha uski dress peeche se slit waali thhi us slit mein se uski kaali bra strap saaf dikh rahi thhi.Mujhe achchha lagne laga thhodi der cafe lounge mein baithe usne drink karne se mana kiya because she had to drive maine ek JD order kar dee dheere dheere miusic loud hot gaya aur humein baat. I think it would be wise to talk but first we have to make sure that Dr. Doom isn´t watching what we talk. "Superman lifted an eyebrow and Johnny said loudly."BOAHHH your soooo strong! And your Fast! what is your max speed?! Come on! let's make a race yea?! And can you teach me this cool laserguneyes?! it is SOOOOO COOOOOOLL!" Stop that Johnny! Mr. Superman. I think I should explain you something first. In our World we are Defender of the Mankind. We are called the Fantastic Four. My Husband.