To be fair, I rarely ever plan anything. Events just seem to happen. Like falling for someone. It’s such a heady moment when you connect and sparks ...ly and you find yourself suddenly besotted and bewitched and, occasionally, bewildered. But that’s a different story, for another day. This one is about a toy that has become almost mythical in proportion in the world of smut. The sybian.My couple had decided to purchase one. A Christmas present is how they put it, although who it was for was never. He finally brought his hands up and into her hair, rubbing gently at her head and lightly pressing her down. She stiffened her shoulders and back in resistance and Bob moaned louder and his fingers pressed deeper into her scalp. His hips were thrusting insistently under her and his hands were pushing on her head, finally she opened her mouth and let him push himself inside. Missy slowly but steadily sucked and stroked him with her mouth until she heard him start to softly moan and felt him. It was midnight. She heard an alarm go off on her computer in the other room. She knew that it was over. The computer began its dirty work, ruining her career and taking away her pride with everyone. Her screams turned to bitter tears. She shivered from the cold. The images of her kneeling nude performing fellatio. The pictures of her masturbating. The pictures of her with a dog. The pictures of her spreading her vaginal lips and ass cheeks in an inelegant way for the cameras. Knowing. She giggled from the feeling and turned so I could kiss her lips. The kiss lasted for a long long time, and when we came up for air, Eileen was shaking."You can still love me here tonight," she whispered in her sexiest voice."We aren't in a rush like my Sisters and Cousin, are we?" I asked, as I pulled her closer."We may be," she whispered quietly. "Before I lose my nerve," she continued, placing my hand on her breast. She was already breathing raggedly, I noticed. I transferred us up to my.