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was slumped over being totally supported by
his bindings. Well, he wasn't totally slumped over, his
magnificent cock was flaming red and standing straight out
throbbing up and down about two inches at a time. One of the
girls was still hanging around his neck with one hand and
stroking his immense penis with the other. It must have been a
full eighteen inches now, the size was amazing. It was four
inches across if it was an inch. Even from where I lay, all
trussed up, too, I could see that he was in agony, not unlike
mine, come to think of it. How could they do it?
Totally fascinated by the scene, I barely heard the director
tell all of the women to leave. This was accomplished not
without protest. I expected them to release me and let me go,
too, but either they forgot or had other things in mind.
Then I looked down at myself. There I was all pink and
white, stretched out on the bed. My tennis ball-sized breasts
each crowned with a little pink nipple, proudly erect. My smooth
white legs, my inner thighs, gently curved to meet at, what felt
like my very soul, my crotch
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