His eyelids fluttered. “Deeper?” Armisen asked. Hypnotized, all Carson could do was nod. Armisen pushed in, and Carson gasped, feeling his stomach...compressed as Armisen squeezed into his guts. “Fuuuck you’re tight,” he said, putting a hand on Carson’s back. “Faster?” “Uh-huh…” Slowly, Armisen picked up his pace, slithering his giant member in and out. His hips like a stallion's. His pecs bouncing with every stroke. Carson looked up at the mirror-paneled walls and saw Mr. Armisen’s rear. She was tired, hungry, and horny. It had been months since she had a good fuck since her boyfriend was out of town and self-pleasuring was starting to get old. All she wanted was a hot bath and some wine. So when the knock came on the door; she grimaced as she got up to answer it. Opening the door she saw no one. Getting ready to close it, she glanced down and noticed the box. Bringing it inside, she set it on the coffee table and stared at it. It was a simple carboard box with no writing as to. More

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