" JJ whimpered softly. "Soon, you'll be just as willing as Abbey to suck and fuck! Isn't that right Abbey?" "Yes sir, whatever you ask." With my thumb... I pressed a button on the base and the tip of the phallus split open, hinged at the seam four inches down. Like the doctor had demonstrated, I inserted the XT into a tiny socket hidden inside, carefully flexed the wings of the 'T' down, and rotated them into clips within the split cover. Lastly I squeezed the spring loaded cover closed "click".. Would my penis literally become a fire hose?As kids we three all hated, anticipating his inquiry, my dad’s demands about bowel movements. If we were at home sick, questioned as to whether we’d had bowel movement, and answered “no” it meant that we were going to get an enema! We hated that!In our religious household there were allowed no foul words, “nasty” references and lying wasn’t tolerated either. But I’d go through a lot of hesitation in answering if I’d not gone poop hoping for some kind. Her cheeks flushed as the orgasm hit her body. The American guy thanked her and told her that she looked beautiful as she came. My woman thanked him back. My woman asked him what we had to do next. He told us that he wanted to see us fucking. He asked my woman to sit on my cock and ride it. She got and my cock and rode it like a woman possessed. He told her how sexy she looked riding my cock. He was telling her how much she wanted my cock and what a slut she was. This was really turning her on. Thisrequired her to work her solvent under its edges - the neck, the sleeves,and the waist. Then she peeled off as much as had come free. This hurt alittle because stubble had grown on my arms and chest after the originalwaxing. Vera then worked a little more solvent under the new edges, andpeeled again, and so on, until eventually I was able to get the whole thingoff me. That was quite a relief; there had been moments when I thought Iwas going to be stuck in it forever."That was easier.