.. hitting her or anything, were you, Jake? Because we certainly didn't raise you to be like that."Jake sighed. He had hoped his mother would let the ...subject drop but apparently she wasn't going to. "No, Mom," he said. "I never hit her or any other woman. And I was never abusive to her either." Well why would she say such things?"So Jake explained it to her, telling her about the importance of image in Mindy's mind, about how she had started the relationship in the first place so she could shed. All I was interested in was bringing this amazing woman to climax on my cock. The van was filled with her moans and grunts, the squishy sounds from her pussy, the sound of my balls slapping her ass, and the scent of her lust. How long passed, I have no idea, but I was in a rhythm and felt I could go forever. Her vocals turned into a babbling stream of random words, “God fuck me more don’t stop yes right there that’s it MORE fuck me God it’s good I’ve needed this fuck me don’t stop oh shit. Dr. Orchimedes tended to his maimed scrotum. The experienced surgeon was surprised at how long the prisoner's drug-induced tumescence lasted. Even after he was all stitched up--a smooth, bruised patch of skin where his balls had once hung proudly--the man still had a thick meaty cock. Not stiff enough for penetration, but with a little more stimulation it might be able to produce a workable erection. The doctor toyed with the impressive phallus idly as he waited for the call from Pandora,. "Well I heard something different," said Jack."What?" Well, the theory is, waking and dreams are just alternate realities.The trick to making your dreams come true, is to make them more realthan reality." And how would anyone do that?" Well again, and this is just someone's theory, you capture your dreams- by making them go longer and longer - until they become the reality." What does than mean?" I'm not sure. But I'll tell you what..." He went into his room andreturned, holding something. "My.