“Come on,” I urged Michael. “I’ll explain later.” I threw an Egyptian caftan over my body and wrap a turban around my head. Michael dressed ...in Egyptian men’s clothes. “We have to get the old Egyptian Museum,” I tried to explain my experience to Michael and to myself. Hopefully, Ghammal’s killers and guards wouldn’t recognize us. My walk felt unnatural to me, with the pulsating golden phallus still deep in my pussy. At the Museum, now in a terrible state, we paid the twenty Egyptian pounds to a. You deserve better.”“Thanks, mate, for being honest about it. You could have lied.”There was a hesitation. It looked as if he had more to say so I waited. “I did. I’m sorry. I was going with her a lot longer than I told you. She told me that she was on the pill and I asked her to stop taking it just over four months ago. I was in love with her and I wanted her to leave you and she wouldn’t. I figured that if I got her pregnant, then you would kick her out. I’m responsible. She’s not. Don’t hold. He slowly lifted up his dress, with relish, to reveal his cleanly shaven crotch. With no penis. The old stitch marks were visible, like thick worms criss-crossing the hole where his testicles and penis used to be. A dried up mound was left there, white skin grown over it. He was leering at the screaming girls. “ You see my dear, one of his old victims, -Graheg **** her soul- bit off his poor manly cock a long time ago. It was his fault really, not using a ring gag on her and the doctors could. Not feeling his added weight, her simply assumed that she was having an orgasm, despite the pained look on her face. He continued to fuck her ass until he shot his load into her.Amy was enjoying riding her bosses cock she leaned forward to get the additional stimulation of rubbing her nipples on his chest. She had only felt that stimulation for a few seconds when the impossible happened. Despite the fact that she couldn’t see anyone or anything, she felt something long and hard pushing its way.