Leslie looked thrown off by the question and looked at him."Uhh yeah... just for a bit."They walked to her car and Hanson told Leslie to follow him ba...ck. He couldn't believe it. It was only 11.18am. It was just a short drive back to his building. Leslie looked nervous as they were in the elevator, her heart seemed to be beating faster than usual. Hanson kept up the conversation to ease the tension but she did seem distracted. She wanted to be there, but felt that, on a first date, it was. "Go ahead. Look down."I obediently looked down and was shocked at what I saw. My dick must havebeen like nine and a half inches long! It was two or three times thickeraround then it had been, too. My balls hadn't changed, though. So therewere these tiny little testicles attached to this monstrous dick staringup at me."Okay," Karen said. "Lay down, sweetie."I eased myself down onto my back. I suppose that being able to lie downon nothingness made about as much sense as being able to stand on it.. That sent a ripple of excitement through me as I moved against him once again, longing to be free of our clothing so I could dance skin-to-skin with him.Deep inside, I couldn’t believe that this was happening the night before my wedding. When I agreed to go to the club with my friend Marcy, it had just been a way to get out of her apartment and away from the wedding plans that had dominated my life for weeks. I had moved in with my maid of honour for the week before the wedding. My own. She was struggling to get free, pulling on her handcuffs and trying to pull herself forward. But he had a firm grip on her hips and the table and handcuffs kept her in the right position. The screams had turned into quiet sobbing, but he kept on thrusting into her ass with no mercy. He slowed down for a minute and leaned in close to her ear.“I bet you think I’m going to cum soon. Or at least you hope I do. You want to hear the worst part? I’m not done with you. This is just the beginning. I’m.