As a matter of fact I just paid $2000 to do so. What do you think?” All the while she was saying this she was still holding her sweater up for h...m. “They are perfect.” was his only reply and I’m sure he meant it. Laura asked coyly, “Do you really think so? Do they look real?” All he could exclaim was, “Oh yes.” Laura continued to lead him on now that he opened the door for her, “I guess the big question is, do they feel real? My husband says. Sally looked back at me again and hesitated, before finally replying "Yes! Yes i do!"I then quickly stepped back letting her stand up right, before she then turned around to face me, and as she did, i quickly began undoing my jeans, before i let them go, and as they hit the floor, my almost fully hard dick popped up into view."Ta dah!" i cried with a grin, and Sally stared in amazement at my big hard veiny length."Oh my god! It's huge!" she gasped in disbelief."Yeah it is!" i replied. Megan was supposed to have been there half an hour ago, he should have expected it and waited. But he hadn't. He'd wanted to surprise her with dinner all ready and waiting for her. As it turned out, he should have waited, and actually cursed himself for knowing better."I really am sorry baby, but Bill booked a large party tonight, and one of the other girls called in sick, and another one just up and quit. I'll be home as soon as I can get away. Please ... don't go anywhere, just wait for. To breed a son.The feyhound was a construct that Aingeal made with her faerie magic. She wove the dog-shaped thing out of twigs and wicker, forming a hound made out of woven wood with a leave for a tongue and a huge cock for her own perverse pleasure. When we fought with Keythivak, one of the depraved servants of Zizthithana, he dispelled the spirits animating the feyhound. Out of desperation, I found myself inhabiting it. Controlling it. I hadn’t prepared it. I shouldn’t be able to inhabit.