This time she let me go further with her tits though. This time she had no bra on, short shorts, and tiny pull over top. She leaned her full body back... on me, feeling my boner in her butt crack. She was really breathing heavy that evening. I keep going on her tits until I was feeling half of her tits with edge of my hands around her. She squirmed a few times, but did nothing to stop me. It was just getting dark and we had no lights on yet. She put her hands on mine as usual, but this time she. 5" long and was pretty thin actually, only about an inch or so in diameter. My testicles were actually bigger than my boyfriend's had been. They appeared to each almost be the size of a golf ball. The skin on the shaft and balls looked just like the rest of my skin, light and white. I put my hands on the shaft and pulled the skin down and saw the tip, it was a bright pink color and was surprisingly feminine. It was actually the same color as my clit, I realized. I had always had a somewhat. I literally picked her up and carried her squirming body back to the sofa."Let me go," she said as I dumped her.Before I could start on her, she jumped up and ran off into the kitchen, giggling again.Enough of this, I thought, I went to my bedroom and pulled something out of the bedside table, something I was planning to use on one of my girlfriends. She was back in the lounge and again I cornered her."Stop it," she giggled.I spun her around so that she faced the wall and pulled her hands. When they returned, we used them to manage to damage the door enough to get it open. It would never close properly again without some serious repair work. We went inside and found a body that looked dried out. It looked like he had been there a long time and died. He was not young but wore a lab coat.Lighting a torch, we moved further inside. I had a flashlight in my computer case but was not anxious to use it unless necessary. We moved further in and found a door that was hermetically sealed..