He put his hands at the bottom of my blouse, almost asking for permission to take it off. I granted him permission by nodding into our kiss. I returne... the favor by taking off his shirt. His beautiful muscles were bulging out as if they were begging for my attention. I got off of his lap and kneeled in front of him, ready to see his beautiful tool. It sprung out, all 10" of it, and I was almost drooling for it.I shoved it into my mouth, getting about 7" of it down my throat before gagging. I. Some have two or more. But they all seem to feel the same way I do. Carrying around the bottle is essential but it's such a hassle to have to always have to have it in your hand. Not only am I usually loosing bottles like crazy but I also like to have my hands free. These lanyards are the natural solution to the problem. I'll get around to making mine later this week. I wanted the two-bottle sniff harness first. I think it will be awesome. Some of the other projects are pretty involved,. Finally, his wife took ahood, covered in bright yellow feathers and a beak, which she fittedsnugly over his head and attached by a chin strap, fully tightened.She led him by his nose ring leash to the far side of the room, wherethe crowd parted to reveal a waiting enclosure, an oversized bird cagewith a perch about a foot off its floor. To unanimous cheers, he wascoaxed inside, lifted onto the perch, and had to balance there. Hisleash was tied to the bars of the cage, pulled tightly enough. This is the only way to train her, to make her take cock." OH GOD, MASTER TOM, thank you, thank you for your loving attention to us. We deeply appreciate your kindness, your care. We were on the wrong path. Right Liz?"Liz, now in a dildo induced erotic haze, looked dreamily down between her legs. The massive head of the cock was barely sticking out. All ten inches were buried deep inside her previously lesbo pussy. "Sue, Tom, anyone? Please help me cum? I need to cum on this beautiful cock.