One of the perks of being known as the maker of these items, he would often receive e-mails from people, both men and women, offering themselves to be... his sperm sponge or his toilet slave in one of his machines.Being straight, he politely declined the offers from the men. There's nothing wrong with being gay, he would say. But he's straight.The women, on the other hand, would invariably end up on the giving end of his cock or ass for a weekend, being worn as his sperm sponge or as a cog in his. Not only notthere, but replaced with what looked very much like a vagina."Stephen, what's happened to you?"This had to be a dream. "This can't be happening" I lay back on thepillow and collected my thoughts."Susan, this is a dream, it's a weird, crazy dream and I'm going towake up now" Honey, if this is a dream, then I'm dreaming it too" Look, this is a logical impossibility. There is no way that I can bea woman" You're not a woman, you're just the same as you have always been,everywhere. She felt the twitch of his black cock, felt the eruption inside of her both from her own pleasure and from his. The slapping slowed until Nikki was sitting still, Darron still fully inside of her. His hands across her stomach slowly retracted and vanished and she felt Darron’s shrinking caught fall out of her eager pussy. The pool of hot cum spilled from inside of her, dripping down onto the sheets. Only now did she notice she hadn’t worn a condom. Only now that Swag Nikki’s most carnal fantasy. It does not make me happy to punish you but you must learn your place”, my husband tells me this as he strokes my head. Not looking at him, I quietly say, “I am sorry for making you do that. Thank you for teaching me.” He walks behind me and shoves the dildo back into my pussy. “Spread you ass cheeks”, he tells me as he moves the dildo in and out. I put my head down onto the mattress, reach back with both hands and spread my ass open for him. It hurts to touch my cheeks but I am not about.