She just caressed my dick. She kept quiet, not even a single word. Words were not required to express her desire for me.She kept rolling her fingers o...n the tip of my dick, making me restless. I played with her boobs, gently juggling and feeling them in my hands. We broke off the kiss as my hands found their way under her t-shirt, caressing her soft boobs. I started to kiss her.I moaned in her ears, “Such soft skin, masi.” I squeezed her boobs with little more intensity. She raised her hands,. A sense of overwhelming fear took her breath in an instant."Why were they so cruel to you?"Olga realized how stupid her question was even before it had left her lips."Oh, kind lady, pity poor Lara. I do nothing...nothing! I beg you to look at my battered backside. See if these vermin have stuck something into Lara's bottom to mortify my tortured flesh."Olga's face was at the same level as Lara's burning red ass cheeks. She could see a small thread extending from the poor girl's anus.. And he moaned....growled a little, and i could feel his balls pulsing against me. He layed on top of me for like 5 minutes, fucking panting like an out of shape jogger and sweating all over me. It felt amazing. His cock shriveled up and I luved how it poped out of me when it got too small. He rolled off me and unstrapped me, they were just cheap Velcro but they did the trick. I rolled over and savored the feeling of cum dripping out of my ass. Sitting on the bed next to me he started to jerk me. So some people who have had transplants can honestly say, I left my heart in San Francisco.A computer programmer put two glasses on his night table before going to bed, one full of water, and the other empty. His wife asked him about the glasses. He said, “The glass of water is for if I wake up in the middle of the night, and I’m thirsty.” “OK”, said the wife, but what about the empty one?” He replied, “That’s if I wake up in the middle of the night and I’m NOT thirsty.”Thought for the Day:I’ve.