I imagine I would be able to watch an entire football game while drinking a six-pack or two without once getting up once to take a whiz._###Christine'...s heart was pounding and her pussy was wet by the time she finished reading the long-winded ad. She jotted down the phone number on the back of an envelope and shoved the envelope back in her purse.Forgetting all about using a toilet slave, she left the club and hurried home.She arrived home shortly after 8:00 PM. Her panties were soaked from. "You prove to me they're real, and maybe I'll give you something nice."Chrissy wriggled. She was new at the store, tall and lissome, with strawberry blonde hair pulled up in a high, loose bun and very pale skin. She favored very short skirts and thin pullover blouses that hugged her small breasts. Her legs were long and un- tanned, and her skirt was so short I could see the edge of her white panties peeking out the small slit up the side.Bob, the assistant manager, had already said he had. That’s the helmet-shaped part on the end.” Brigitte eagerly obeyed and licked the head of my cock, running her tongue all around it. Then she closed her lips around it and sucked hard as she continued to stroke it. “Mmm. I do like this, Uncle Bill.” “You’re doing great, Brigitte. Now take more into your mouth. Don’t ever let your teeth touch it.” She pushed her head forward and took about half of my cock into her mouth, still sucking and stroking. Then without any more instruction from me, she. .. see. Very well, tell him to cure me and let’s get this over with!”“Well, there we might have a problem,” Vilgra replied a small smile coming to her lips.“Problem? I see no problem. You order him, he does it!”“You have no idea what he has to do, do you?”“Er ... no. I assume it’s like the prophets of old where he lays hands on me and cures me ... though why the god of all would choose a male is beyond me.”“Nothing so simple. To cure you, he has to ejaculate his semen into you.”“No! You lie!.