The vagina itself that was capable of stretching to hold any sized object of approximately the right shape and dimensions. As was the almost equally a...ccommodating anus. If only real life were like this. Not that this wasn’t incredibly realistic. Indeed, in terms of taste, feel, smell and sight, it was actually more vivid and more credible than reality. But the nature of cyberspace is always to be a more lucid, more convincing and more tangible than the real world. And also a lot more. I feel every pulse of his hard cock. We both calm down, standing there looking at each other after catching our breath. His limp cock still inside me. He pulls out, his beautiful cock now limp and covered with our cum. My gaping pussy dripping cum down the front of the ice machine. My bush, his bush both soaked with our juice. We smile at each other and kiss a few times. Feeling awkward, I knell down to pick up my ice bucket as he fills his. He tells me thanks and that he needs to get back to. The club started to fill and soon i was surrounded by ladies all wanting to dance with me or have a drink with them, now i have no desire or intentions for paying sex so i asked the thai girl my friend was with if she could work out who were working girls and who were not. she eventually intorduced me to a girl and explained she was her friend and she worked in a store not on the street. i invited her to sit down and have some drink. a few hours later the club was closing so we all headed for a. “Sir Godfrey, bend over and let Ernest here bugger you. It’s the least that we can do for him, don’t you agree, to share my bum boy with him, given that he’s sharing his good lady wife with me?” I ordered Guaedret, who smiled and bent over for the Lord Mayor of Exeter’s use, “Ernest, my friend, every time I screw your wife, you can bugger my lad here. That’s a fair trade, isn’t it?”I could see that Ernest resisted the notion of this being an even swap, a catamite’s sexual favors for a wife’s,.