“Yes it was, babe. I got the inspiration from when you gave up your favorite chips.” “But how?” “Keeping it simple, I figured out just what ...ave semen its flavor and consistency. I also did a lot of surveying, trying to figure out what the most favorable consistency was. From there, I had to construct a compound – from scratch – that could tailor semen to my needs. Honestly, the surveying and building the compound was what took so long.” “Why didn't you tell me?” Oliver sighed. “Like I said, I. I’ve been doing this for a couple of years now. But I wanted you to do it to me. Now, I’m fulfilled to have you!”I pumped, pulled, pumped, pulled, and pumped repeatedly. He let out a moan which was changed to groans and later a shout. We shivered at the same time as I filled his anus with my semen. I felt exhausted as I completely pulled out my tool from him. We embraced. We kissed. We caressed each other’s body. We groped each other’s dick. And when his member started to grow again,. While it was more than inconvenient, it was the bed that alerted emergency services, after he lost bowel control while under the Sleep Inducer turned on without a timer.No, it wasn’t that. He could not blame her for not trusting anyone and now he stood in the chamber of the Great Grey Cat. It was perhaps the most sacred of all for Saresii.It was a sight to see indeed, here deep in the heart of the Sharirteke Mountains, and at the very center of the Gray Cat Monastery. Surrounded by cauldrons. I'll have to say this for the dandy: he was real subtle when he offered the bribe to let the prisoners go. He was willing to pay $50 each for the men, and that was a passel of money!Bob was real polite when he turned down the offer, even when the offer was raised to $75 per man. Bob also said that he wanted the protection racket stopped before somebody else got hurt. At this point, the dandy was right put out with Bob, but he did leave before the situation got nasty. After he left, Bob.