A middle-aged woman about my age is riding up and down on a large cock while holding two more cocks in her hands. “Well, that’s quite the lunch yo...’re having. It must be quite nutritious.” I look down and scan their midsections, noticing the hard bulges pressing against their work pants. At least one of them is quick on the uptake and smiles back at me, lowering his hand to his front and brushing his fingers over the bulge. “A lunch likes this prepares for the hard work coming up,” he says with. Miss Evans never realised she had given the girl her most powerful instant orgasm she had ever had. The little body fell limply back to the gyno chair, unconscious. As the surgeon walked in. Outside the Prof had been having problems getting Amy into his car. The teenage girl, screaming and grunting, had been lashing out at the tall stranger. Eventually an orderly had given the girl a sedative. The prof quickly loaded her onto the back seat and headed off to his large home.Eventually after an. . “ she hesitated, lifting her head up a bit to peer at him. He decided to err on the side of safety and reassure her in a gentle professional manner. “It’s ok, Lorelai. Your body is just having a perfectly healthy response to stimulation. There’s no reason to be embarrassed.” Her cheeks flushed a bit more, and her determination faltered a bit, her eyes sliding a bit to his left, to the wall behind him. ”This happens all the time.” “Can you tell me when it happens?” His eyes were still on. She didn`t seem to mean him any harm, and its wasn`t like he needed to take any precautions. It was ready to go, crawling all over his body and well-focused on stripping him. She pulled his pants halfway down and began to caress his now-erect cock.The mannequin could feel the sexual energy surging through him as she played with his member. Any reluctance that Brian had from this encounter turned to curious acceptance as she expertly worked his cock.What exactly is she? Is she really a mannequin.