” The other two finally look at him and say, “What is the matter with you, man?? That redhead is perfect!! Are you weird or something??”“Wait ... minute--you don’t understand; I use the Budweiser scale.”“What the hell is that?”“That’s how many clydesdales it would take to pull her off my face.”How A Pussy Was MadeSeven Wise Men made up their mindsto build then a Pussy of their own Design.The First was a Carpenter, full of wit,with a Hammer and Chisel, He made the Slit.The Second, a Blacksmith,. Once theyhave consumed all the souls they need, they make one final union with amale, switch souls and retain the new male form until their nextfeeding, walking among you and I as normal everyday people for the nextone hundred years, never aging, always growing more and more powerful. Iknow this because I was the male whose body he stole, and his gift to mewere all the memories of the souls he consumed.She was a total disaster. Her skirt was soiled and his cum was leakingout of her in a steady. Tris had been watching all this and came around the bed and sat on the edge stroking my limp cock. She was really intrigued by the feel of my cock and how it was growing bigger and getting harder.Tris told me she was a virgin but wanted me to take her. I told her that this only happened once and to be sure she wanted me to take her. She said she wanted me to be her first as I was experienced.I pulled her onto the bed and laid along side her as I ran my finger over her clit and pressit deep into. Her eyes flared with a passion. She clutched the sides of my face, much like the first time we kissed, and pulled her lips to mine. As her tongue swirled around mine, teasing it with skillful precision, she slid her hands down my chest, along my stomach, to the waist of my jeans. Kelli’s fingers wasted no time in loosening the button. She pulled the fabric apart for the zipper to draw down. Without that pressure constraining my cock, I felt the blood flow increase. As we continued to kiss, her.