I know this to be true,For, whenever I open to you,My lips are labia;My mouth, a clitoris;My tongue, a cunt,Wet with a woman's loveFor you, despite my...ownDangling, useless cockAnd balls. My manhood,For you, I surrender,Accounting my sex and genderNaught but testimoniesOf my love for you.YOU, MY LORDYour penis fills my fist;My lips part to slideAnd glide over the smoothColumn of fleshThat is your sex;My gaze is lowered,As it should beIn your presence,Contemplating the lovelinessOf your. It took him a few seconds to realize that he was in a hospital; there was an IV drip in his arm and sensors stuck to his head and chest.An older man leaned over and said, "Hello, Sam. How are you feeling?"Sam thought about that for a moment. He still felt light-headed and weak, and the roaring in his ears was still there, but only very faintly."I feel all right, I guess," he said. "What happened?" What do you remember?" the doctor (as Sam deduced he was) asked."I was at the museum," Sam. I feel the torture near an end, the pain subsiding although I don’t know if it is yet another trick. The sudden freedom releases an orgasm from unprecedented depths I have yet never felt. Seemingly for minutes, my whole reassembled body keeps shivering, convulsing, my sex spraying the result of my climax uncontrollably into this void of non-space.Gasping for air, my voice gauges the spectrum from the sub- to the supersonic as my possessed mind lets free the transmitters that relieve the tension. I stretched out and caressed her bare ass. I squeezed her ass, and the ran my finger very slowly along the wrinkled crease of her ass crack. She rolled her eyes back at this. As I forced my finger into her tight little butt, she took a sharp intake of breadth. I fingered her ass for sometime and by now she was moaning madly.“Do u want to feel a tongue out here?” I asked her as I forced my finger halfway into her ass.“MMffffff,” she replied sucking on my cock.“jayant come her and tongue your.