Fast hätte Elli laut aufgeschrieen als der Mann weiter in ihren wunden Rücken peitscht. Sie unterdrückt den Schrei in einem wütenden Brummen. Die ...iebe fallen jetzt langsamer und noch härter, immer auf ihren oberen Rücken und die rechte Flanke. Von der Ferne hört sie Ben: „Na du schwarzhaariger Teufel, bettelst du endlich? “ Aber Elli bettelt nicht. Sie stöhnt nur laut und schüttelt verzweifelt ihre schwarze Mähne, als man ihr den sechzigsten Schlag überzieht und einer hämisch ruft: „Mach sie. I often wonder if our ancestors enjoyed the act of sexual reproductionor if they did it as a matter of some crazed animal lust.I've seen the history books of course and watched old vids but I'vealways wondered what it would be like to procreate the old fashionedway.Tom was now entering the final stages of the healing process and hisnewly regenerated skin had just started merging with the now almostcomplete outer vaginal canal.This evening as I sat on my balcony on the 43rd floor doing. A couple of hours later, I awaken with a full boner. I am lying on my left side and am being spooned by a naked body. A hard dick is pressed against my butt. An arm is wrapped around me and it’s hand is inside my shorts and it has a firm grip on my rock hard cock. I partially roll over and grasp the erection pressing into my backside. I realize that it is not Travis behind me as this body is hairless and smooth. From the light we keep on at night in the bathroom, I can see a blonde head of. There was one big difference. The photograph with me as a subject, showed me having an erection, giving clear evidence I was above average in length and girth. My penis was curved in a perfect arc upwards. It was glistening , like it was smeared with oil. The rest of my body had a slight shine, like the skin was covered with sweat. The different luster, created by the camera flash, put the focus on my erection as the center of the photo. It didn’t occupy much of the print area though. In.