It was a solid piece of steel, which looked for all the world like a tightly bent penis. Chris put it on and then locked it all into place with a larg...r padlock. His cock and balls were all encased in steel. “Take the keys, and give them to my wife, please. I am not allowed to have them in my possession.” Mary took the keys and held them in her hand. She could see the big pink Pussycat Bow tattoo which covered his pubic area, with the ribbons extending down his thighs. She could not resist. Bet she won't look so cute then, all bandaged up, limping and shit." I shrugged, trying to sound unconcerned. In all honesty I didn't care that Bunny saw fit to strip buck naked in the relative privacy of her backyard and bump and grind over the lawn equipment and recreational devices. And, I knew she was only a temporary fixture, house-sitting for the Parsons while they were away for a month. Splat, shush-shush, the paintbrush argued."I'll be damned." Bill said, peering out the nursery. Soon a tall Senegalese man comes over and asks if we are having a good time. The question is obviously not directed at me and so Thorn alone answers.“Good, but I think we’re going to have an even better one from now on, aren’t we darling?”Dressed in a loose linen shirt and baggy African pants, he is about 25, tall, broad shouldered, muscular and as black as sin. He smiles at her without averting his gaze from her eyes. They hold each other’s stares for much longer than necessary and then break. It reportedly meant being taken by no fewer than sixty-nine thousand fans over the course of the next thirty-six hours, but they accomplished their goal. Every fan got laid at least once, if not more.I definitely rewarded those sweet succubi for that, of course. They earned their reward, which was an orgy with all of them and me that took six hours in its case, but was more than worth it. I wasn’t sure how many of the ladies were pregnant to me or to the fans, among others, but they conceived.