I did touch it. It was designed to look lifelike with a circumcised head and veins running down the length of it. It made me think of Randall Abernath...y. Randall was one of Susan’s boyfriends during her ‘fuck ourselves brown’ period. I always liked him. He had this mocha-colored skin that I found fascinating and his white teeth gleamed so bright. That was nice because he was always smiling and laughing. He was earning his Ph.D. in English Lit and if he had a glass or two of wine we could get him. I wanna lick al over the seams of your stockings and suck your toes while you're wearing them." Go right ahead, son. Come here and suck on momma's toes."I crawled onto the bed where my mother was laying with legs spread, feet in my direction, and grabbed my mother's stocking clad feet. I started massaging her big toes between my thumbs and index fingers, and then lifted them to my face. While my mother was watching on with squinted eyes, I tenderly licked over the seam of her brown stockings,. .. talk ... Not yet,” I whispered to my girlfriends.“You don’t need to say anything until you’re ready,” Rachel said. “We’ll be here. We can talk or just stay quiet if you want.”I buried my face in Beca’s hair and squeezed Rachel’s hand. They would be here with me.I had a continuous headache. I couldn’t tell if it was from the blow I took or from the crying. My throat was sore. Otherwise, I was pretty much just numb. After hearing my stomach growl, the nurse made sure I got some food, too. Just. With every lick she twitched, the feelings starting in her pussy and radiating outward to every part of her body. Debs was exhausted, feeling warm and content and of course wet. She could feel her juices running from her pussy down in between her arse cheeks and onto the settee. As she lay there, naked, Nathan stood up and went back to the other settee, he sat and took a sip from his drink. The three men looked at Debs lying there. Her breasts beautiful firm and topped with hardened darker.