I sat down, that was by far the best orgasm of my life. She told me to get up. I tiredly did so. She got a handful of the paste and put it on my dick.... I backed away confused, but she pulled me back and told me not to move. With the paste she pulled my dick down, and made the paste look like a pussy. There was a hole for my dick to pee. I was thankful for that. She then put a generous amount of glue on my chest, and glued on the tits. I was hot... hot-ish, but no where near Mrs.Cherry. She then. I really hope you are enjoying this silly collection of saucy stories or maybe one of my other sordid tales. If you are then please let me know! Writers thrive on feedback and your kind encouragement is what keeps me plugging away at the ol' keyboard for hours on end.So feel free to drop me a quick message, shoot me an email or even buy me a coffee to let me know if I am doing well. I promise you that I am a friendly fellow. Cheers and happy reading!Story Blurbs and Statuses:Dr Zeus Mesmer's. “Harder, Father….fuck me like a sinner…”.Everything she said seemed to turn him on more, and he found himself grabbing her hips, then her ankles and aggressively rutting into her, his pace increasing with every thrust. As he held her legs aloft, his mouth kissed her stocking-clad feet which sent her into ecstatic moans and she herself thought how divine and delicious it would be for him to inseminate her. Somehow though, the thought of his semen covering her face seemed to excite her beyond. Enjoy yourself.Bryce is gone. Coming now.When Darcy arrives, she is dressed in a wrap, and she definitely has that flushed, healthy, “just-fucked” look that I usually love on her. But this time, I have trouble looking her in the eye.“Why didn’t you say something, Dane?” She is holding my hand with both of hers, and has a pleading look in her eyes.“You were having a good time. You did your part. It was my idea, but I just felt … I just felt …. I don’t know.” I turn my gaze back to the ocean. “I.