Code Name: Orgasm Project (Part 3)
- Now, I know I first said orgasms by penis stimulation are dangerous. And that's completely true. However, every boy has the right to free his balls from time to time, does not he? Toni, why do not you take the A9 member a little and caress him because he can not do it alone. Make him feel good too - unfortunately the subjects can not enjoy what other boys their age can hardly wait to do and do it even more times a day.
(Of course, this was a lie. Upegus's assistants regularly dealt with these boys)
Toni looked at the doctor, then dropped his eyes to the floor without shifting his eyes to the A9.
- Not? Upegus asked, without surprise. Very good.
The Doctor extended his hand to the cabin for a long time, and stroked the crawly pulley that rose from the red-haired and A-9's woods and began to masturbate with anger as if he had punished him for the state he was in, so immobilized and secret colorless as a faulty tap.
- If I remember well this subject suffered a late puberty, beginning to produce pre-ejaculation only a few weeks ago. We may be witnessing his first wet orgasm.
(Another lie, Dr. Upegus knows very well that caregivers go through nightclubs and play with the wrinkles of subjects sometimes and for hours, before they masturbate and suck them up to ejaculation. "Everything appeared on the cameras." That's what I have to do if I hired some gorillas without a mind, "had once told his doctor that one of the caregivers, a man named Horea, masturbated between two thick fingers like two fingers a penis like a cucumber of one of the catatonic flakes the whisper whispered to his ear. Probably the wilderness still had a touch of consciousness because the dirty dishes of the caregiver made him even more pre-sperm and sometimes even run his balls or stare his head, by a wave of maximum excitation.)
The swollen and reddened meat appeared and quickly disappeared close to the doctor's fingers, and soon there was only "fleecing! Fleosc! Fleosch! "In harmony with" fap! Acts! Fap! "Emanated by the machine's pits in the deep pit of the dumbbell. The sounds were so powerful that they completely covered the guttural glazing that the wilder had generated in the deep throat as if caught in the trance.
The nerves in the A9's brain were triggered as if they had not been burdened by any consciousness, and his body began to react purely physiologically - pushing in the calculated movements of the doctor's hands and trembling uncontrollably as the orgasm getting closer and closer. Suddenly, the inflamed penis explodes into the thick sperm swarm as it squeezes all over the body in a series of violent convulsions. As if it were a sense of cumulation of sensations, the rubber phallus slows down the assault, and the doctor slowly unclogs his wrinkled hand around the sweat that still pulsates empty, releasing the last lethal jets of smechel. Without a word, the doctor went to the sink, holding his hand away from his clothes so that he did not wash them and wash all the caimac that now coagulates in the bloodstains under the water's reaction. He glanced at his colleagues and saw that it was harder for them to hide their trousers.
- Do you want to continue? He asked the members of the Asland family.
[WILL FOLLOW]
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- Now, I know I first said orgasms by penis stimulation are dangerous. And that's completely true. However, every boy has the right to free his balls from time to time, does not he? Toni, why do not you take the A9 member a little and caress him because he can not do it alone. Make him feel good too - unfortunately the subjects can not enjoy what other boys their age can hardly wait to do and do it even more times a day.
(Of course, this was a lie. Upegus's assistants regularly dealt with these boys)
Toni looked at the doctor, then dropped his eyes to the floor without shifting his eyes to the A9.
- Not? Upegus asked, without surprise. Very good.
The Doctor extended his hand to the cabin for a long time, and stroked the crawly pulley that rose from the red-haired and A-9's woods and began to masturbate with anger as if he had punished him for the state he was in, so immobilized and secret colorless as a faulty tap.
- If I remember well this subject suffered a late puberty, beginning to produce pre-ejaculation only a few weeks ago. We may be witnessing his first wet orgasm.
(Another lie, Dr. Upegus knows very well that caregivers go through nightclubs and play with the wrinkles of subjects sometimes and for hours, before they masturbate and suck them up to ejaculation. "Everything appeared on the cameras." That's what I have to do if I hired some gorillas without a mind, "had once told his doctor that one of the caregivers, a man named Horea, masturbated between two thick fingers like two fingers a penis like a cucumber of one of the catatonic flakes the whisper whispered to his ear. Probably the wilderness still had a touch of consciousness because the dirty dishes of the caregiver made him even more pre-sperm and sometimes even run his balls or stare his head, by a wave of maximum excitation.)
The swollen and reddened meat appeared and quickly disappeared close to the doctor's fingers, and soon there was only "fleecing! Fleosc! Fleosch! "In harmony with" fap! Acts! Fap! "Emanated by the machine's pits in the deep pit of the dumbbell. The sounds were so powerful that they completely covered the guttural glazing that the wilder had generated in the deep throat as if caught in the trance.
The nerves in the A9's brain were triggered as if they had not been burdened by any consciousness, and his body began to react purely physiologically - pushing in the calculated movements of the doctor's hands and trembling uncontrollably as the orgasm getting closer and closer. Suddenly, the inflamed penis explodes into the thick sperm swarm as it squeezes all over the body in a series of violent convulsions. As if it were a sense of cumulation of sensations, the rubber phallus slows down the assault, and the doctor slowly unclogs his wrinkled hand around the sweat that still pulsates empty, releasing the last lethal jets of smechel. Without a word, the doctor went to the sink, holding his hand away from his clothes so that he did not wash them and wash all the caimac that now coagulates in the bloodstains under the water's reaction. He glanced at his colleagues and saw that it was harder for them to hide their trousers.
- Do you want to continue? He asked the members of the Asland family.
[WILL FOLLOW]
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