If the boys were faking, my fuck-fest was headed downhill."Oh God no, Papi!" He turn half around and kissed me. "You feel wonderful! I just can't get ...my mind off that interview today. I really wish you'd let me go with you." Baby, nothing happened!" I insisted. "I said no." I know." He sounded doubtful."Watch the Angels. I want a serving of Baby jizz before I let you go. I will fuck you all night if I have too."He smiled slightly. "That's not a threat, Papi." I grabbed his dick and his eyes. Either. He was in fact both. He wore a rather shabby white doctors coat with a screwdriver in the top pocket. His thick rimmed glasses perched on the end of his hooked nose. He just quietly and efficiently went about his business of making specialist sex toys. Specialist designs not available elsewhere. Dildoes and Butt plugs for amateur smugglers. False breasts and Crack filled Breast implants for the advanced smugglers, Even false Baby Bumps for shoplifters.But the real profit was in the. The hard part is over. He stayed motionless for a minute, then inched his way deeper in me. My insides felt like they were being filled, but the pain was replaced with pleasure. Pressing his groin against my butt Tom asked how I was doing. My heart was pounding and I couldn't catch my breath. Slowly he pulled back till just the head of his dick was in me. Waiting a minute, he moved forward again spreading my insides again.Soon he sped his movement and I could hear and feel our bodies slap. I reached out to caress her, feeling her hardening nipples in sexual arousal. I unbuttoned and unzipped her short skirt, slipping it off and down to the floor. I kissed her intensely as I pulled her panties off and my cock continued to throb. She was preparing me, as well. My khakis and shorts were stripped and quickly discarded as we continued to passionately kiss. She began to massage my cock, wrapping her fingers around me as she started to stroke my shaft. I knew that I was.