"Fuck, oh fuck," I breathed in a soft deeply shocked feminine tone."Yeah baby, unnngh!" He bounced me once against him. "Take it,takethathotshit, yea..., unngh!" fuck. fuck. oh fuck." I wimpered and moaned and trembled. This wasequal parts pleaure and stunned spawning fear now. What the hell hadhappened to me? How was this possible?"Arrrh. YES!" He groaned and grunted, my voice having charged him upenough for one more pulse as cock jumped in me again. He shook me hardagainst him then, his. Bitch has a sense of humor that is good. I tinker with the frame rate and resume the task at hand (no pun intended) my cock is now fully erect and I am hornier than ever. “ Take a picture of your cock and send it to the site. No facial shots, just your cock. It will be online for all to see in minutes,” she informs me. Hundreds of people are about to see my stiff prick. I feel kind of sexy as I send the pic in. Sure enough it pops up on the screen along with other fools sitting naked playing. When his corvette pulled into the parking space in front of the B.O.Q.Schtopaugh came out and asked,"Are you all right, Misha, you do need a hand?Then he took in what she was wearing. An ecru dress with a pleatedbodice and a skirt hem that stopped above her knees and matching highheels and pearl earrings with a mother of pearl pendant. Her stillshort hair was styled in a way to flatter the dress."What the hell happened to you?" Oh, nothing, I just went shopping for some clothes, why?" Did you. The man was tall, but it appeared natural. His muscles, while well developed, were not Marine issue.“It’s the fucking Navy pansy who sucker-punched me when I was about to get some trim off his slit,” Gunter snarled, flexing his arms and fists. “I think I’m gonna go teach him a lesson.”“Whoa, son,” Lance Corporal Robicheaux stepped in front of his compatriot. “Not a good idea. Not like this, anyway. Shit like that can get you court-martialed.”“I don’t fucking care,” Gunter scowled grimly. “I’m.