Some of the girls were sitting around the table eating lunch.“... said it was like a wild animal had... Emily! Are you...?”“I'm OK, Diane.” I ...answered, “The detectives want me to give them a statement.”The girls stared at me as I gathered my things.“What happened?” Diane asked.“I don't know.” I replied, “I... I gotta go.”The detectives asked me a lot of questions and had me sign a form. They told me not to leave town without talking to them first. I couldn't help but feel as if I were under. I swallowed what I could, but the pressure was just too much that it escaped through my nose and out the sides of my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, but it wasn’t enough. Tyssa was shooting tons of cum for me to swallow. When she finished shooting her load, she slowly withdrew her softening cock from the back of my throat. She pulled me up to her and she began to lick her cum from my face and chin. “You are the best cock sucker I have ever had the chance to be with. I am not just saying. When I put my hands on herass, the front had flared out and was open enough tobarely show the bottom of her slit. While the fastdances played, we played with Jan. By now she had started begging for release. She saidshe would do anything we wanted, but Bob told her againto be patient. He told her to raise her zipper anothercouple of inches. It was Bob’s turn to dance with Jan.Her zipper was up enough in the front now that her slitwas exposed as she walked. While on the dance floor,Bob had. My head looked artificial and non-human, like a cyborg's would, but the rest of my body looked excessively human, so it was a confusing image. I thought I looked pretty damned good, especially when I moved so the play of my muscles could be clearly seen. And my grossly enlarged cock stood out so prominently I wondered whether I should delay for a few days to give me time to shrink it.#23: #2: #25: I tidied up my sewing mess, burning the scraps, wrapped the remaining roll of material in plastic.