She slid down between his knees, embarrassed but determined, and eagerly sucked his cock into her mouth. Her inexperienced and unskilled assault on hi...s cock was nevertheless very sensual. He let her suck roughly, admiring her hunger, before gently lifting her head. He reached down to cup her young breasts, and pressed them together, pulling her up to her knees. He leaned forward, pressed his saliva wet cock to her chest right below the soft swell of her breasts, and pushed up. His red cock. Things like that always look better in the middle of the night.All night long I tried to think of something, but nothing came to me. The flash messages from the farm started before 9AM. the next morning. The first one told me to stand bye and not start any projects that morning. I did as I was instructed. I knew there was the meeting to discuss whether I needed an upgrade to do my job. An upgrade simply to make me more content was out of the question. So the only thing that would push them into. It was amazingly human in form, as if crafted not by a farmer but by a sculptor. "Yeah, up here." It suddenly said, and Dorothy jumped."Um, sorry." It spoke again. "I didn't mean to frighten you, but I sure could use your help getting off this thing."To Dorothy's surprise, the scarecrow's mouth moved just as a man's would move. She could almost see lips, although his entire face seemed to be made of burlap. Gathering her wits, Dorothy cautiously walked up to the stake, and began to untie the. The hard warmth of the statue's cock felt very strange in her cunt. The candles flickered and flared alarmingly although there was no breeze. The stone of the statue's belly and thighs, worn smooth and warmed by the bottoms of generations of nuns, felt very strange against her skin.At first she had to concentrate to shut out her fear and focus on sliding up and down and remembering the words she was to chant. After a while, the sensation of the stone cock in her cunt stopped feeling strange and.
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