Is something wrong with me? I mean it is like I am trying to make a baby without a woman."Grace had to smile again. "Nothing is wrong with you, Thomas... What is happening is perfectly natural," Grace answered with a slight blush.Thomas thought for a few moments and said, "Sometimes ... I ... uh ... touch myself, but I have been afraid to do it too much. I mean it feels good and the stuff comes out, but ... I ... don't want to do it too much because I'm afraid I might hurt myself. Can I do that. I then took him deep into my mouth, his helmet tickling my tonsils as it slowly eased past heading down the back of my throat."Oh god, stud, you don't know how badly I wanted to do this."I spoke with my mouth full of his cock as I blew him.I pulled him out so that his helmet was sitting pretty on my tongue."I mean, I've just fantasised day and night about your cock."I continued to talk with my mouth full."I can't believe I finally get to serve you. To taste you. And you taste amazing!"My words. We made the trip in two days, at least a day faster than by any other means of transportation.I put on my male disguise, and Alan and I started our search through the saloons and bordellos of the city. We made no secret of being Federal Deputy Marshals, so we got no shit from any place we visited. We were looking for Homer Simpson, who was easy to spot from his description. He was so damned big that he couldn't ride a horse. It wasn't fat either, it was all muscle. He was 6'-8" tall, so he. He pulls back the whip smacking across her front forcefully, clenching her mouth shut she makes not a noise as her begins to lightly flick the whip along her nipples. She moans out softly, the pain turning into deep arousal, her pussy dully aching, clit swollen and wanting attention. He stops, smiling and looking downwards. ?You did well, I think you are forgiven.??Thank-you? Sir? She says happily, breathing out lightly. ?Now, roll onto your back for me and we can start out session.