The man had the tribe’s largest penis, with a length of over a foot, and a circumference of the same. His balls were a proper match. The man was lar...e anyway, but his penis still made his body small in comparison. And that was really the only one who could satisfy Donde. And last week, the man’s penis had done quite a number on Donde. Trimi kind of feared that man’s penis, because it seemed like it might hurt her. Indeed, the man’s tribal nickname was simply “The Penis,” and his chief job. .. I have to take get yousome more girl clothes." I am sorry mom." It isn't your fault. But we should go."(What about Ken?((Your stepfather is.. Taking a short vacation. I.. I don't know when hewill be back.((I am really sorry mom.((Again, not your fault. And it might be for the best in any case. Now,we really should go. (On the way to the mall, she had a strange look on her face."What are you thinking of mom?" I was thinking that when I was pregnant with you, I was so sure youwere going to be. I didn't want him suspecting anything so I didn't swallow, although I wished I had.As I sat up, I feigned being upset that he shot off in my mouth. He shined the flashlight at my crotch and saw a big pool of cum about 8" in diameter all over his sleeping bag. He got mad as hell about it, “Shit, this is my brother’s bag” he yelled. “What the hell can I tell him what that is?” I started to laugh.I think he acted mad so he wouldn’t have to fulfill his side of the bargain, but I didn’t care. I had. Although that's not really the right way of saying it, I suppose thatexposing where my private parts should have been would be a moreaccurate description because I couldn't really see them. My penis wasencased in a shiny metal tube that curved downwards so that my memberpointed down to my feet and into the crevasse between my legs. Mytesticles were not visible at all, in the mirror all I could make outwas some sort of leather pad beneath my penis apparently holding myballs up inside my body.?We.