In the middle of the second session, I heard a pop and felt a pressure change on my penis. The condom had broke and it exposed the head of my penis. I... removed the broken condom, and put on a new one and went back to my session. I figure it was from the extensive friction and heat from rubbing it against my comforter/sheets for so long that lead to breakage.In the third session I thought of a suggestion I read online of wrapping a T-shirt around your penis and thrusting into it, and I also. . walking in this thing is an art. I can either take tiny,almost useless steps, or swing my hips outrageously, to place one footstraight in front of the other, and repeat. This works, and I can walkslowly, but... oh my.. but... The silk lining of the dress caresses my cock,and my thigh, my stockinged thighs have to slide over each other, and thelarge vibe pulses in my ass. The sensation is nearly overwhelming, and myarms have to go out a little at my sides to steady me, and with the corset,I'm. I asked what meat it was and was told it was from a woolly, these should be related to humans, they are mammals (in our terms) so that blood theory was wrong as ‘humans’ here seemed to have similar haemoglobin type molecules for oxygen transfer. No, the meat, like the wool, was just a bluey shade; I found later it was due to their inability to digest the grexit-grass they fed on, one molecule was stored as a cell wall building block without reconstituting it.The dessert was honey based, this at. It didn't take long for the cocks to come out and a couple of guys to start rubbing my stockings and kissing my heels as I stretch my legs in the air. Someone opened poppers and the aroma filled the room. That sent those of us in the booth into a frenzy as my legs were thrust above my head and my boi-pussy became filled with fingers and lube. A nice looking gentleman stepped up and offered his cock to me to suck on. I smiled as I stuck my tongue out to reach the tip. Before long, he was balls.