Sweat dripped down his face when he lifted his head to look, catching her just as she cupped his balls. He was surprised to see that they were about t...e size of an orange, inflated as the yeast-laden batter cooked and rose inside him. He was so caught up in looking at the red, swollen spectacle, and his unbelievably hard, bouncing shaft, that he didn’t notice the cooking thermometer until she jabbed its pointed steel shaft into him. Though designed to puncture meat, its tip wasn’t nearly as. Pulling out one I started to seed and steam it on the counter Amber, Mark and Amy were sitting around me as I did this everybody else went back to the living room to watch T.V. As they ate. I pulled out a Swisher and did my trick to get all the tobacco out with out tearing the paper. Then started to fill it up packing as much of the weed I could, As I got to the top I noticed that it was quieter then it was earlier. “Dude it got super quiet.” I told Mark “Oh yeah everybody took off like five. It looked soft and I could see veins under the skin. It kind of curved a bit as it lay up over on top of his underware. I gently started touching it all over. When I touched the head again, it jumped a bit and I almost jumped out of my skin. It looked like it was starting to get bigger. It was! Each time I touched it, it seemed to grow a bit more until it was almost to his belly button. Wow, it was really big and it was harder than before. I was thrilled but a bit scared too. It was. Water fell down as I waited for it to get steamy.And here I was, naked, fierce, looking at my reflection in the mirror: my skin was red-hot for the passion burning inside of me, my nipples were freaking hard, I wished he was here.The water was on point, I could tell as the glass was getting slightly covered with vapor: my eyes weren't seeing that clear, anymore.Call it magic, call it an illusion, but in that very moment, I felt his strong arms surrounding my body and my tits from behind and his.