His assistant ran to him and handed him wound up dragon-hidewhip. He looked like Marty Feldman, even though under his tutu hung aconsiderable cock. ?O...oo, Royal cunt will be whipped, Master? Oooo!? ?Shut the fuck up, Igor,? said the Baron kindly Baron Goro unwound his whip. It glistened in the torchlight.It was also thin and would hurt horribly. ** V Bane bowl-balled into waiting inner guards, scatteringthem like rag dolls encased in squeaky metal plates. Some were already ?absent?and some. We learned that she attended the same university that I did. She was a fourth year music major. We talked about her life, and ours. I had carried the conversation early, and then became a quiet observer as the two of you really hit it off. I watched her body language, and thought I caught her checking you out, so I took a chance during the next pause in the conversation. “So, Jessica, have you ever kissed a girl?” I asked her nonchalantly. She blushed at my question, and shook her head no. “Do. He thought he could smell the musty aroma of sex in the air and he know that he would never see anything so erotic as this in his lifetime. His slow strokes were getting faster too and he wasn't sure how long he could hold out. Then she started to moan slightly.... a deep low moan that signaled a deep need that was going to be satisfied one way or the other.Her hand dropped further into her shorts and she pulled them down slightly to give herself more room. She was going for a few fingers into. “The crown on his dick is about the size of a billiard ball, isn’t it, Cathy?”“It’s a little bigger actually, I think, and yes, Heidi,” Cathy replied to Lynette and then to the platinum blonde teenager. “I, uh, I had to do it because we lost our bet with Cuda, and we had to do whatever he asked for the evening.” After letting those words and the image she just created infiltrate into the girls’ heads, Cathy whispered, “Dang! It was incredible to see her pussy basically swallow up that cue ball.