.....Good, thanks......Is there any chance Icould bring Marissa in tomorrow morning for her SRS?......Oh great, ok,see you in the morning then, bye no...w." What's a SRS?" I asked her as she approached me with a ball gag.Ignoring me, she gagged me and then left the room.Part VIOnce again, in the morning she helped me dress then drove me cuffed andgagged to the same doctor who castrated me. The same two nurses werethere, and before I knew it, I was strapped down on the operating tablewith my legs. Her hips shook, writhing on my face, and she moaned louder and louder as I really dug my tongue into her hole. The singing died down, until only Happy's passionate moans echoed through the tent."Oh, yes! The Holy Ghost is fillin' me with God's Love!" she moaned. "Oh, Sweet Jesus, yes! Keep touchin' me! Oh, praise the Lord!" Amens!" and, "Praise the Lords!" sounded through the tent.Her juices poured into my mouth, and I slipped a finger up her moist cooch, enjoying the feel of her velvety. Both of us moved at the same time, faces coming together, lips pressed again, then they parted, tongues exploring, tasting, teasing, our breath coming fast. Her arms opened and pulled me to her on the bed. I fell to my knees then flat, and leaned into her, my own hands moving around and under her shoulders, the kiss never breaking.One of her hands stayed behind me rubbing my back, the other went to my chest, fumbling at my buttons. One of my hands now went to the curve of her hip and grabbed. ...fire me?" So she was a college girl! Anyways, as she chatted non-stop on her bluetooth, I stood behind her, sniffing her bum sweat scented stretch pants and rubbing my tiny wiener through my shorts. Like I said before all I could smell was ass sweat and just stood there staring at her ass and indulging in the nasty aroma that was seeping from her tights! I don't think I've ever been as turned on as I was today, standing in an aisle at Wal Mart, marturbating, smelling a young college girls.