I wasn't positive, so I looked up stomach and lung and organ was in both definitions.Sexual threw me for some more loops until I saw Sexual Organ in b...ld black letters near the end of the definitions. And they couldn't say what the hell they were talking about there, either. Something about mucous membranes.It finally sent me to penis. I knew what that was. There were a bunch of slang terms near the end of that definition, and there it was, plain as day — schlong. Why the heck couldn't they. When Tonya showed up at my motel that evening I told her about the day's events and she smiled."See, all those pretty ladies want to get their hands on your cock as much as I do," she responded as she rose from the table and began her slow striptease. This evening under her miniskirt and tight blouse she was clad in black silk and lace bra and matching panties along with a garter belt holding up her thigh-high nylons. Once again the rational portion of my brain began screaming as she began to. Meanwhile Mrs Green had lifted off Jeremy, and Carol had taken her place, and as they fucked facing us, Mrs green came over and began massaging my balls between my legs."Go on Kevin, fuck my daughter, she can take it! Give her all your cock, she loves it!" she whispered in my ear before she kissed me passionately.Mr Green then pulled his cock out of Gail's wet pussy, and quickly Tom took over fucking his hot French wife, and after a few seconds Mrs Green moved around the table and took hold of. More waves of pleasure run through me as I feel a building within me. My breathing quickens as the force inside of me builds greater. I am anxious for the release. My anxiety turns to fear. “Do I let myself go?”“Do I move and lessen the intensity?”“Do I…” My thought is broken as I feel another move of your tongue and finger unleashes a torrent of spasms through my body.My legs quiver and my muscles contract. I claw my fingers in to your skull as unfamiliar sounds stutter from my lips. .