“You’re gonna make me cum!” I squeaked. He stopped and moved up so his cock was rubbing against mine. I was dripping like a fountain, but only p...recum. He kissed me hard and continued to grind on me, our bodies both squirming. I wrapped my legs around him tight. He spit into his palm and reached down to ready my hole. I felt two fingers spreading me and parted my legs wider for him. He spit in his palm again and stroked his cock. “I have a condom.” I told him. He looked unhappy about it but. Another table was wheeled over vand on it was a monster dildo that was a replica of a horses cock. after explaining to the audience what it was ,she started to insert it slowly into my cavernous hole. my ass stretched to accomodate the monster and i wanted more . inch by inch it went in until it reached the bend in my colon. with a little coaxing it made it past the bend and the invasion became easier at the bottom of the dildo there was a metal flange about an inch wide. emma stopped before. She was offered an interview for the following day and so she got up extra early and attired herself in her best summer dress ready to meet the owner of the establishment. She hoped that she would make a good impression, as they really needed some income. She was met at the office by the owner Gerry, whom she could not help noticing had a lovely head of blond hair and piercing blue eyes. Though she dearly loved her husband she could not help but think that Gerry was a fine specimen of a man, he. "What's that?" I pointed with a giggle."Of that's Ingrid," he laughed and I could see that he wasn't at all embarrassed for me to see it."Don't tell me you've actually used that," I giggled again."Sure," he admitted, "she's a good obedient girl is my Ingrid." Well you don't need her anymore," I said, "you've got me." Tell you what," he laughed, "you can be my living doll." What do you mean?" I asked."You can be my Ingrid now," he said, "she doesn't move or speak but just lets me do anything I.