Cody bit his lip as he looked over towards the shop, a little anxious about their planned try but not wanting to total off as uncool to his Quaker,"Are you for sure this is a good idea ?"he asked.

His friends grinned and laughed, playfully nudging him as they made their way towards the shop as a mathematical group,"Aw come on Cody !"one of them jested,"You aren't afraid of a few vibrators are you ?"

"N-no ! I just do n't want us to get into trouble is all…"

Another of his Quaker spoke up,"Pff, worst case scenario we get kicked out of a shop we never go into, right ?"

Buffalo Bill Cody glanced at his champion, letting out a trivial sigh and nodded, smiling,"Alright alright, sure."

A fiddling playful sunshine went up and they made their way towards the shop, letting themselves in, greeted by the little tinkle of a bell.

Claude E. Shannon looked up from her phone, sitting by the immediate payment register she hadn't noticed the group approaching until they had let themselves into her shop, her eyes quickly scanning over the guy cable with an immediately mounting condescension.

She didn't recognise the individuals, but she recognised the case. Tall broad shouldered athletic supporter without an interest in her merch, just looking to score a quick laugh pointing at dildos, turning on vibrators, just generally causing havoc.

She had half a mind to chuck them out before they even started to mess about, but, as she sat up a little straighter she spotted an curiosity among them.

Mingling among the four tall jocks was a girl, no, she realised, a boy. While they were all the muscled acrobatic character, the fifth was shorter, slender with very little musculus definition and, to her growing intrigue, a curviness to his number that more than matched her own, make unnecessary for his flat chest at least.

She settled back, frowning a trivial as she decided to see how it was going to represent out, her eye on the gazelle amongst the lions.

As she had expected, they seemingly had piddling pursuit in buying anything, seeking out oddities to portion with the group for a laugh, notably, they came across a exhibit with exotic shaped toys, ones shaped like fists, equine putz, eyetooth cocks and, to their amusement, dragon cocks.

They laughed and waved them at each other, the boy taking part in his friend 's banter and fun, though, unlike the rest, he occasionally shot excusatory grinning her way which she met with a unemotional person look.

Leaving the shelves in more of a deal than they'd found them they made their way to the computer storage lingerie extract, one of the supporter, grinning, picked out a bantam silk negligee which he held it up to the boys frame, the mathematical group laughing as he blushed, the outfit was, it seemed, in his size and fit his shape well.

Embarrassed, the boy picked up a pink and black bra and panty set aimed at plus-sized women and held it up to one of the jocks.

The group laughed louder and the jock scooped up the items, holding them to his buff frame and striking a mock feminine pose.

Eying the group curiously Claude Elwood Shannon reevaluated them, it had seemed that the boy had been being picked on at first, the appendage of the group that everyone else made fun of, but he gave as near as he got and they laughed along with him. very supporter, she thought.

They put the lingerie back, again, messily, and proceeded onto a defer range of packers, soft cocks varying in size for trans men or, as a bauble and Claude Elwood Shannon sighed a little.

The boy interested her, but she wasn't going to let them destroy her entirely store just for their amusement.

Cody blushed as one of the guys waved one of the turgid models of flopping cock in his focal point and they laughed.

"You like holding dick huh ?"Came a spokesperson from behind the group.

They turned, almost in unison, to see Shannon standing there, the completely group falling silent as they drank in the view.

She was a tall cleaning woman, well built with very full-of-the-moon c-cup breasts under a crop top, her tummy, belly button piercing and varying tattoo's on show across her skin.

She had her hired man on her slightly curved hips, a smirk on her face. She was in her tardy twenties with long hair dyed blue but with Corvus corax black roots showing through. A lip, nose and eyebrow piercing completing her image.

She was attractive, but the group weren't staring out of allure.

She wore compressed jeans that hugged her long shapely legs, their eyes undoubtedly drawn a very obvious outline down one of her thighs. The one holding the packer glanced at her scheme, glanced at the token in his hand and glanced at his friends.

There was a tense consequence and Claude Shannon smirked, watching as the mathematical group mentality worked, fight or escape, antic or leave.

"Heh, very funny, you got one of these stuffed down there huh ?"said the one holding the packer, waving it towards her crotch.

She grinned,"Is that what you think that is ?"

"Pff sure it is !"

"Hmm, wan na bet ?"she winked.

He grinned, nudging one of his champion,"Oh aye sure, and if I'm right you suck my cock ?"

"And if I'm right you suck mine ?"she teased, his grinning faltering slightly,"No ?"

She had him on the spot now, he'd singled himself out of the chemical group with his comments and now had to adjudicate where to back down and look a fool or step up and potentially lose, how sure was he ?

Not very, it seemed.

He laughed, shrugging off the brush,"Don't think my lady friend would be happy if I got my cock sucked by you."

She smirked at the fluid recovery and turned her aid to the rest of the grouping,"What about the relaxation of you hm ? Want to rent me up on the bet ? Could win a blowjob…"she blew them a osculation, expecting it to send them leaving, laughing and pretending to each former they'd bested her in their witty sparring.

But instead one of them quietly spoke,"Hey Cody you don't have a girlfriend…"

The jock quickly took up the phone call, urging William Frederick Cody, who looked embarrassed to throw been singled out, to take her up on the bet. Claude Elwood Shannon smirked at him, her nous tilted to the English, waiting.

Buffalo Bill Cody let out a suspiration and shrugged off his friend,"Alright alright !"he laughed,"Fine !"

This was met by a round of cheerfulness by the chemical group and, to Claude Elwood Shannon's surprise, she found herself to be the centre of attention once more. She looked Buffalo Bill Cody up and down, judging him, she could see his saying, elated by the sunniness but, as he saw her reflexion of victory, he paled considerably.

She pursed her lips some, then sighed.

"You win ! It's a packer, dead reckoning I owe you head huh ?"

The group cheered and slapped William Frederick Cody on the dorsum, almost knocking him over, he laughed too but seemed unsettled, he looked like he was about to pass out, so she decided to cave in him an out.

"come back later tonight, I get off my break at ten, you know, to take your reward,"she winked.

He looked immediately relieved and, while cheering for their victorious brother, happy to escape with their dignity intact they left her store, though not so hurriedly as to be seen to be retreating.

shakiness her head Claude Elwood Shannon let out a chortle, that had been fun, he had been cute too, it was a shame really. She adjusted herself in her jeans, her cock semi-hard against her second joint and went about tidying up the store after them, sure in the knowledge that she wouldn't see any of them again.

Cody and his protagonist's laughed the entirely experience off, teasing the cleaning lady for having stuffed a packer down her denim to mess with them, talking about the Wyrd miniature, but on the whole, forgot about it.

They went about their wander, grabbing food, hanging out, having fun. The evening deepened and his friends suggested they all go out for drinkable, hold back the day going into the Nox, but Cody declined, clubbing and drink had never really been his conniption and, though they teased him about going to take in from that shop ma'am, they understood that he didn't revel it as much as they did, they were, William Frederick Cody knew, good friends to have.

He found himself wandering the streets of the city, his headphones in, listening to music and he followed his feet. Usually, after parting way with his friends, he would hop on the city 's subway and ride home, but not today. He found himself drawn by an inexplicable curiosity backtracking on his day 's adventures.

Shannon was yawning, getting set to close up the shop, having already flipped the signal to ‘ close down'when she heard the door swinging and the Alexander Bell tinkle, she slumped some and let out an annoyed sigh, not turning towards the doorway as she sorted out a display,"Read the sign, we're closed."

"O-oh, sorry, I just thought…"

She spun suddenly, her eyes going wide as, standing just inside the doorway, was the boy from other,"No fucking way,"she said out meretricious, ineffective to contain her surprise.

He blushed some,"Should I go ?"

She shook her head word, frowning a minuscule as she glanced past him,"Where are your champion ?"

He shrugged,"Out drinking somewhere."

Shannon eyed him for a moment, but believed him, she stepped over to where he was standing, one arm dangling by her side, the early gripping her elbow just under her breasts,"So uh.."

"Cody."

"Cody,"she repeated,"You… You know I wasn't messing, right ? About me ?"

He glanced down, noting the abstract of the familiar bulge in her jeans and nodded a little,"Y-yeah, I guess."

"So what ? Did you follow here to pay up ? To suck my shaft ?"She inquired, disbelieving.

"No ! No I… No."he folded his munition and chewed his lip, looking back towards the door.

"... Just queer, right ?"

He blinked and looked back at Shannon, eying her over before shrugging softly.

"Mm, thought so. Well… If you want we can try out together…"she grinned a slight, eying him over again, admiring his slender form and enticing curves.

"I-I don't think so, look, I'm sorry, for my admirer I mean. I uh, thanks, sorry,"he said, turning and putting his hand on the door handle.

"Wait !"she said, stopping him curtly and biting her lip,"... What if I can make it worth your while ?"

"... What do you mean ?"he said slowly, hesitating, his bridge player still on the door handle.

She paused open-mouthed, then folded her arms,"Alright let me be blunt, I've been waiting for a cute boy like you."she smirked some,"Maybe you suck my cock maybe you don't. But you're curious. Said so yourself, right ? You're in a sex shop with someone who wants to play with you… So, why not ? Whatever you want to do I won't justice or tell anyone. Crossdressing, bondage, heck even if you want to slash out that Draco dildo I 'll help you out."

He shook his head and opened the room access,"I-I'm sorry, I don't know why I came here."

"come on yes you do, you're curious, don't back out now ! What if I gave you a prize or something ?"

"Like what ?"he looked at her expectantly and she thought.

She was in almost every regard strictly a top, she gave and very rarely received. But, sometimes sacrifices had to be made,"A picture, your cock in my mouth to show off to your friends."

He blushed brightly but she could see him thinking it over so she continued to speak,"Just imagine showing off that you let them go drinking so you could come back here and claim your reward."she smiled and leaned in.

"We only do farce that I want to ?"

"Of track !"

"And you don't tell anyone I was here ?"

"Obviously !"

... Picture first."he said, flatly and she couldn't help but grin, nodding.

"Alright, delineation first."she conceded.

He nodded and closed the threshold, swallowing,"So, uh, do I just slash it out ?"

She laughed a piffling,"sorting of, but I think we should lead off with something a little more subtle."

"Like… Like what ?"

She nodded to the backbone of the shop,"Go to the book binding, I'll close up here first, don't want any peeping tom do we ?"

He nodded and moved towards the back as she put the shutters down, unable to hold on herself from smiling as she locked the gazelle in with the lioness.

She smirked as she stepped back towards him, she was enjoying his innocence, she was for certain she was going to enjoy a lot more of it before the evening was out,"You know your nucleotide right ?"she said as she stepped up to the boy who had been admiring a shelf of dainty, she breathed softly as she leaned in finish, his doe-like eyes wide of the mark, his brim pursed as he leaned back against the shelves, his phone in one hand.

"I-"

She kissed him and, surprised, he recoiled, but she followed, pressing her body to his as he leaned back against the display, placing his sound down on the shelf so his hand could tolerate him, trapped between the shelf and her curves.

Her lips were plump and full, her breath hot and her military action eager, her paw on his shoulders, slowly beginning to hang back down his arms as he closed his eyes, kissing her back.

It started easy but as he reciprocated she felt encouraged, her hands trailing down to his, grinning ever so softly as she kissed.

She guided his hands, one over the breaking ball of her hip to rest on her house ass, her hand encouraging him to squeeze, the former she guided under her crop top, she wasn't wearing a bra, she felt the fabric pushed up her thorax followed by their hands, his easygoing tender fingers cupping her full chest, his fingers squeezing this prison term without her encouragement.

"Mmm…"she moaned into the kiss, feeling his hands on his body, tentative and inexperienced, but aegir to try.

She enjoyed their hot kiss, her body pressed to his and, after a few minutes had passed, she broke the osculation, grinning gently, she let her hand trail from his, pressingly lightly to his chest, their eyes locked, his half-lidded, cheeks blushed, a few red lipstick print on his sass as she smirked playfully, her hand working down to his venter and then lower still.

He blushed in embarrassment as her hand slid into the front of his trousers, her deal finding his dick, fingers brushing lightly against it.

She blinked, hesitating,"No way…"she said, centre wide and his blush deepened, his gaze looking away from hers, embarrassed.

Keen to see what she had felt Shannon dropped to her knees his hands resting now on the shelf to his back, her fingerbreadth running up his ramification and second joint, to undo the clasp of his denim, her thumbs draw under booth the dungaree of his jeans and the sonant textile of his briefs.

She slid them down and gasped as his shaft was revealed, the boy looking away as she raised her hands vertebral column towards it.

He bit his lip as he felt her, fingers delicate, tracing over the warm skin of his cock.

She lifted the soft turncock in her hand, her fingerbreadth laced around it, it was the great cock she had seen, she lifted it in her script, stroking it deftly as he let out a soft appreciative pant.

"fucking Buffalo Bill Cody, you're absolutely hung !"she said, biting her lip as she looked up at him, wonder in her eyes.

He blushed and looked back at her,"I-I know, I'm sorry…"

She tilted her promontory, bemused as she slowly stroked it, feeling it swell, it was already half laborious, she realised, likely from their cuddling,"Sorry ? Sorry for what ?"

"It's… It's too big, it gets in the way and it's so difficult to shroud !"he whined, though as soon as he was finished another moan escaped his lips.

"Hide ? Why would you want to hide out this ! Gods you probably have the bad shaft in your admirer 's lot. You could have any young lady you want !"She smirked and hefted the hardening shaft, taking a feel at his balls, ponderous and full, smooth and hairless.

"I-I know but…"his words trailed off, his blush deepening as they looked at each other.

"... But you don't think you want daughter, right ? You're gay ?"she asked.

"W-well… N-not exactly. I'm… I'm not sure what I am… I-"

"Do you remember I'm hot ?"she asked, interrupting him. He nodded,"Then arrest worrying so much. The unhurt head of this that you get to explore without worrying. So throw in the towel worrying… And get ready to read that picture."

She smirked and as he opened his mouth to dissent, she parted her own red sass and took the almost hard length of his cock into the heat of her mouth, swirling her glossa around the sleek tip, letting him feel the odd texture of her squishy spit and its metal stud as her lips stretched to encompass his impressive girth.

He moaned and leaned further back against the stall, his eyes rolling back as they closed, the esthesis of her skilled lips around his stopcock a rattling sensation.

She was about to remind him that she was just doing this so he could take a delineation, but in all of her years of being a top, she'd never found person she actually wanted to shove along, at least until now.

She started to tramp her backtalk up and down the duration of his putz, sucking and letting her tongue roll around his length, one paw on the base of his cock, gripping it as she worked what she could into the heat of her mouth, the boy letting out increasingly loud pant and moan, each stochasticity coming out with an increasingly feminine noise.

It was an odd sensation for her, despite their intention of the evening being one of discovery for Cody, at the time Claude E. Shannon was simply reveling in the new sensations, his heavy hot cock, both balmy and hard filling her mouth, the odd taste and texture as it slid between her brim and over her active tongue, the wet noises that her sucking elicited, the way it urged against her throat, as if wanting more, though she was diffident if she could consume such a monster.

Freeing it briefly from her lips she lifted it, her fingers wrapped around the girth of his voiceless dick stroking the wet length as she leaned up under it to plant easy petty buss against his balls, causing Cody to shiver softly.

She licked the heavy globe, weighing them on her tongue before she returned his ruby tip to her red lips, sucking, pleasuring, making him pant and writhe.

With her supernumerary hand she pulled the already low v of her harvest top down and to the sides, hooking the pliant framework under the dandy of each breast, each rounded orb tipped with a dot nipple.

She squeezed a breast with one handwriting, idly playing with one of the studs as he looked down at her, admiring the view, he still, she noticed, didn't get his phone up, whether he was just too lost to new pleasance or was stalling for time she didn't know and didn't much care.

She looked up at him, their middle meeting as, with her titty out, one hand resting on his second joint and the early cupping his heavy balls, cradling them, she prepared to finish him off.

She closed her center and did her dependable to relax her throat, shifting the position of her shoulder joint she leaned in, feeling the wet girth of his weighty cock press across her tongue, depressing it as she left the loggerheaded tip of his prick hump against her throat, steeling herself she pushed forward still.

William Frederick Cody gasped, arching his back as he watched her sump deeper onto his dick, the superstar coursing through him intensely as the busty shemale went down on him, deep throating his shaft.

She continued until his meat was fully sheathed in her mouth and pharynx, her neck visibly bulging as she struggled not to gag, her lips leaving a faint O of lipstick around the source of his peter, his soft pubic mound pressed to her nozzle, his Lucille Ball against her chin.

Slowly she began with withdrawing, bobbing her head along the entire distance of her shaft, his turncock slick and shining with her spit, her eyes closed, he swallows and finally, with shaking hired man, picked up his phone.

Shannon was focused entirely on not gagging as she pushed her articulatio humeri forward and backwards, her mouth and pharynx full phase of the moon of pre and tongue which she swallowed as she rolled her lips up and down his duration, pausing occasionally to save herself from choking.

After a few mo his gasps and moans began to intensify, his rosehip moving slowly in fourth dimension with her movements, opening her optic she looked up at him and instead of seeing the male child gorgeous centre, she saw the lens of his camera phone pointed at her, she continued to motivate, looking at the lens and after a few moments she realised he probably wasn't taking characterisation, by the locating of his fingers, he was likely videoing her.

With a wet sucking noise, she pulled the cock from her pharynx and mouth, resting it on her cheek as she looked up into the camera.

"Where do you need to cum, Cody ?"she asked in a sultry note, moving one hand to stroke his slickness cock, the silky pelt of his shaft passing easily under her fingers as she jerked him off.

"A-ah…"he panted,"I, I don't know !"

She smirked and winked playfully,"I'll option then…"

She swooped back down onto his cock, moving with an increased and more convinced pace as she adjusted to having a pecker in her throat.

She felt him start to tense up in her mouth, feeling the cock throb in rhythm with his animate split second as he drew close to climax.

He jerked his hips at the second of climax and she drew the cock from her throat, opening her mouth and moving a paw to stroke his penis, her sassing undefendable, the tip resting on her tongue as white ropes fired off, coating her tongue and filling her mouth with his embarrassing seed.

She panted across the tip of his cumming tool, looking up into the lens of the camera as he came in her mouth, her paw jerking him off onto her tongue, he shuddered as he came, his legs weak, relying on the stall behind him for keep as she milked every last drop from his tidal bore balls.

Cody watched on his sound as the tattooed, pierced, dyed hair peach with her plump lips took his load onto her tongue, looking at him through the television camera as she finished.

As his cock drooped, beginning to suit limp she stroked it gently, letting the photographic camera get a good shot of the seed between her lip, closing her rima oris, swallowing then opening, grinning as she showed off her empty oral fissure, sticking her pierced tongue out before winking and moving to stand.

William Frederick Cody swallowed and stopped recording the video, looking at her as she rose to brook, readjusting her crop top over her chest and erect tit.

"Mm, well that was fun…"she said, smirking.

He blushed softly and leaned down, slipping his telephone set back into the sac of his return jeans, reaching to pull them back up his legs, but, as he did, she stepped on them, keeping them pinned to the floor. He looked up at her, eyebrow raised,"Uh, excuse me ?"

She pursed her lips,"Uh, excuse you indeed ? I seem to recall you lost the bet and came here to check, not to get your cock sucked."she hesitated,"That was just a bonus. For my amusement. So you wo n't be needing those,"she nodded down to his bloomers,"For a good long while yet…"

He blushed some and stepped out of his gasp, leaving them on the floor.

"And you can take that shirt off too."

"This hardly seems fair."he protested meekly as he hooked his thumbs under his shirt.

Shannon hesitated,"You're right."

He blinked in surprise at her understanding and watched as she hooked her thumbs under her own hem, lifting it up.

Cody followed her lead and, once his shirt was over his foreland he looked over at her, staring unashamedly at her entire bare breasts, a twisting tribal tattoo outlining one of the rung breasts.

He swallowed,"Still hardly seems fair…"he said, glancing down.

She grinned a small, putting her work force on her rosehip,"Oooh ? You want to see my cock huh ?"

He flushed,"I…"

"Remember why you're here ?"she prompted gently.

"I, yes,"he said a little embarrassed.

She smiled,"ejaculate get it then, come explore."

He hesitated for a few prospicient moments then stepped towards her, looking up into her bewildered expression as his hands found the clasp of her jeans, his own rooster now soft between his thighs as his fingerbreadth, quick and delicate opened her jeans and slid them down her second joint, her panties following with them to reveal her own cock, springing disembarrass, hard and charge up.

He blushed in surprise as he realised he had been bad than her, his finger reaching out to curl around her cock as she kicked her pants absolve of herself.

"How 's it finger ?"She asked gently as he just felt and explored the smell of her cock.

"Like… Like my own, but a piddling smaller, a little… Better."

She smirked,"You like the feel of someone else 's cock in your hand over the feel of your own turncock ?"

He nodded a little,"Is… Is that weird ?"

She smirked,"goose egg we do tonight will be eldritch. We're just having fun…"

He smiled a piffling,"O.K.. So uh… What do you want to try first ?"

She bit her lip, urging her hips forward a piddling, a tiny spark of joy running up her shaft,"How about that negligee ?"

"Negli-what ?"he asked and, despite his gratifying clench on her quill, she stepped away, beckoning for him to follow.

He followed her, watching her firm ass sway as she walked, selecting the same silklike outfit his friends had picked out mockingly for him earlier, she checked the tag and turned, grinning,"They were right, it is your size."

"I've…"

She put a finger to his backtalk and he paused,"No. If you're going to question everything we're going to try the 1st matter I 'm going to try is a ball gag. Okay."

He paused and looked a little mortified,"Ah… Sorry. But, er…"

She glared a petty,"What ?"

"Can we try the ballgag after ?"

She paused, then laughed, nodding,"Yeah, sure, we can try the ballgag after. But stick this on ! semen on, I want to see what you look like."

She tossed the housecoat to him and he caught it, blushing as he felt the silky framework against his skin.

She watched, hands on her hips, her putz pointing straight ahead at him as he lifted the frilly patch, finding the way in and pulling it on, the tag was itchy, but the rest of the material felt wonderful against his smooth out skin. It fell to his thighs, just obscuring his putz and hung a piddling limp at the chest, he looked down at himself then up at Shannon,"How does it look on me ?"

"Cute !"she grinned,"though it's not a utter fit… What do you call up ?"

"It feels nice…"he admitted, looking down at himself,"But, I don't think it suits me."

"No ?"she said, tilting her head.

He shook his heading and she shrugged,"guesswork you aren't into cross-dressing then. bazaar enough, how about we try something I know you're interested in ?"

He paused momentarily, pulling the wrapper back off over his head and nodded some, following her once more as she walked to the back of the shop, through a door and into the vertebral column. It was a computer memory room, full of box, miscellaneous items and an old looking sofa, unlike the battlefront of shop it was very disorganised.

"So uh, what are we doing back here ?"he asked, tempted to cover his modesty, the effortless nudity new to him.

She glanced briefly towards the couch then back at him, smiling innocently as she plucked a ball gag from a storage box, removing the tag,"Oh, you wanted to try one of these out, yes ?"

He blushed and nodded a little, stepping closer,"Y-yeah. I've seen them before in porn… Just… Wondered what it felt like, you know ?"

"wellspring, here, let me help you with that."she stepped forward, the red ball approaching his plush lip. He didn't hesitate, he opened his mouth and took the ball into his rima oris, Claude Elwood Shannon reaching behind, her bosom pressing to his chest as she tied it in place and adjusted the shoulder strap so it was miserly, but not uncomfortable,"There… Hows that feel ?"

He blushed and nodded a niggling, his cock twitching between his thighs.

"Huh, you like that do you ? Want more ?"

He gave her a questioning smell but nodded.

She pursed her lips and looked around the room questing, then grinned,"Ahha…"

He watched as she moved to a box, pulling out a few coils of something grim, she turned and brandished it. R-2.

She stepped towards him and he blushed, waiting expectantly.

"goodness boy, just let Shannon have her fun,"she smirked and winked, Cody realised with a boot that up until that point he hadn't even known her name.

She stepped up to him and didn't wait for permission he couldn't give, she started to twine the scroll of rophy around him as she had with another collaborator.

It was a passion of hers and as he wiggled, her knots and ties seemingly random he watched as they became intricate patterns, a Karada rope dress with a mini skirt. She had to improvise, as the rope dress worked and she admitted, looked better on a charwoman with breasts to be encircled and enhanced by the insistence of the roofy, but had to hold his rose hip, ass and semi-hard cock looked safe in the web weave of black-market rope.

It felt good and as she finished the weave on his arms, tieing them folded behind his backbone, he wanted to notice but in a moment of clarity realised his mobility was somewhat mar, he looked at her with a present moment of worry.

"If you want me to quit at any item just…"she hesitated, pursing her lips,"Cross your ankles ?"

He paused, then nodded, with the ropes stopping at his second joint he still had the use of his legs.

"Good ! Now. Want to try target hooey ?"she grinned, excited.

He blushed, looking absolutely scrumptious bounce, his pecker once more rock hard, his plush mouth wrapped snugly around the red gag. He nodded.

She winked and started to actuate around the way, picking collecting a distich of items before returning to him,"Don't worry about these, these are just to help enhance your pleasure !"

She grinned and leaned in, holding a pair of rings linked together with a chain. The larger hoop she fitted around his hale dick and lump, the minor ring just around the base of his hammer.

She had judged the size of it well and it was a snug fit, but not painful fit, his raise dick throbbing harder in its binds.

Pulling out a diminished tube of lube she squeezed a minuscule into her paw, massaging it into his cock. He moaned through his gag, unsure as to why she was prepping him again, but certainly in no spot to kvetch.

She smiled some after admiring her handicraft, his engorged shaft once more slick and shining. She collected the irregular last of her particular, a longer thicker tube which she unscrewed the top of, placing the credit card lip aside.

He watched as she revealed a pink, faux anus and, after applying another dollop of lube, she worked her digit into the fleshlight, preparing it as she looked up at him.

"Yeah yeah, not what you thought I meant when I said seat play, but don't worry, I'm getting to that."

She stood and walked over to the sofa, beckoning to him. She watched as the leaping boy walked over to her, admiring the apparent movement of his bounce body, the bob of his tumid putz. She turned to the sofa and, grabbing a pillow, wedged the fleshlight between the couch arm and the shock absorber pointing up. She picked up a small silicone polymer nub and twisted it, causing it to begin to vigorously vibrate in her manus. With a smirk, she pushed the slight bullet into the fleshlight, just inside the rim, the hum deepening as it was obscured.

Cody looked at her confused but she winked and took his hand, guiding him to the border of the lounge. Gripping a Mexican valium at his spine she pushed and he began to come down forward, but she was able to abide him, simply stopping him from collapsing as she gently bent him over the edge of the sofa.

She paused briefly, getting him to step forward a couple of in before she continued to push him down. She grinned as his cock lined up with the vibrating fleshlight and, as he was pushed over and his cock sank into the wet poise embracing of the vibrating love hole, the lubricated delicate silicone sliding over the sensitive throbbing cock, he let out a moan through his gag.

"flavor secure huh ?"She asked the squirming boy, his moan coming through his gag as each midget squirm brushed his steely tip against the vibrating bullet.

"view so, so uh, just stick there and I 'll see to the rest…"

Shannon collected a back cushion and placed it by the sofa, kneeling herself down so his pillowy cheeks came on stage with her face.

She reached up and sank her her finger's breadth into the plushness of his ass, parting his buttock to uncover his star.

"wellspring if that just isn't the well matter I've seen all day…"she purred low, smirking, her fingers still slick with lubricating substance she rubbed a slight around his ass, the hide hot and silky smooth, the little wrinkle of his jam ripe for her to enjoy.

She slowly worked her finger into the tight o of his closed chain, feeling the heat clamp down on her, felt his back arch.

She knew, from her own, limited and personal experiences that her probing finger would be less than pleasant, but every push and pull from her probing finger caused nonvoluntary slight twitching from his organic structure which, thanks to her little setup, caused pleasure to spark through his cock.

She slid her finger in and out of his lubed hole, quick to introduce a second slick finger, preparing him for what was to descend, loosening him slightly, letting him acclimate to the champion of encroachment and lubricating him.

She stood slowly, squeezing his plush impudence, giving each pale mound a firm slap, causing him to pant, jerk his hips forward, then moan.

"Yeah just you wait, this is going to feel amazing…"

She chewed on her lip pressing her slick fingers into the mildness of his face, parting them and pressing the tip of her duration against his fiddling star.

He whimpered, but, as she glanced down, she noticed that his ankles remained uncrossed, his toes, however, were delightfully curled from the sensations.

Claude E. Shannon grinned and tilted her head back, closing her eye as she allowed herself the luxury of sinking the tip of her cock into the boy, he squealed out through the gag, in both nuisance and pleasure she was sure, as she let gravity do her body of work, no slow in by inch ceremony, instead of one long gliding question, accompanied by a slick wet sound, she pressed the length of her backbreaking cock into the boy, feeling the tight heat of his ass envelope her needy, so far neglected cock.

This was where Shannon was at her best, on top, a delightful toy beneath her, a hole to plough, she knew that Cody was about to find out just how larger-than-life Claude Shannon 's stamina was.

She placed her hands on his glower spine, gyrating her pelvic arch to invoke her hammer deep inside him, letting it search its new home, feel the walls of his sleek down gob power play down around her invading tool, her balls pressed to his larger ones, her thigh pressed to his. Heaven.

In the instant where she had in one brutally liquid move sank her entire distance into him he had crossed his ankles, and his eyes, but as she leaned back up, letting herself withdraw from him, they were once more uncrossed, she grinned, knowing he was hers.

"okey sweety, warp up…"

With her mitt on his hips she drew back, watching with delight as her slick tool pulled out of the delightfully tight and sucking hole, only to labour back in, again filling him with her meat and drawing a whimper from him, she was quick to take over a fast, hard footstep, enjoying the way his doughy ass cheeks rippled with movement each time she slammed her rose hip into him.

The boys mankind was changing, each barb into his ass causing his unhurt eubstance to rebound forward, her cock pounding his Virgo the Virgin prostate gland, each movement making his almost painfully erect pecker fuck in and out of the slick, warming vibrating fleshlight wrapped snugly around his shaft, the constant buzzing of the vibrating fastball against his sensitive tip.

She knew what she was doing to him, this was a move she'd only managed to try once or twice before with partner and she knew what it did to them, with his cock edge as pie-eyed as it was when he came there would be no cum, like a denial but with the pleasure, it would assist shorten the recharge time on a cock that couldn't catch a break from being hard and surrounded by joy, there would be bliss, there would be pain, but with her constantly powering into him, it would all thaw together into a single orgasmic heaven. She wanted this boy for her own and his fate was already sealed.

She panted as she laid into him, her cock constantly hammering home base, instant after minute without suspension or break, he couldn't believe her durability or stamina, his eyes closed as his body shook with almost ceaseless orgasm, as soon as one ended and a few s of unspeakable oversensitivity had passed he found himself once more on the cusp.

She paced herself, sometimes laying over his back, sometimes standing straight, her weighting being supported by her infantry on the ground, her genu on the couch or her arms on his dorsum, this technique allowing her muscular tissue to hold open up with her pace for far longer as the room echoed with the sounds of their bodies clapping together, her breasts bouncing slightly as she fucked him.

His mind was a white slating of joy, his face pressed into the sofa cushion, saliva drooling around the gag as he breathed frantically through his nose, his dead body exhausted, his legs, though the only piece of him that wasn't bound, so weighted he couldn't move them, he was helpless, a hole for her to use and with each passing second he prayed it lasted forever.

As time blurred by both William Frederick Cody and Claude Shannon were coated with a thin sheen of sweat, his prick throbbing in its bandaging, hers pulsing in the well-lubricated hotness of his now welcoming turncock sleeve.

She was panting hard, her muscles beginning to fag out and she knew she didn't have much left in her, in her youth she could've gone for another couple of 60 minutes, but as it stood now she was reaching her demarcation line, she had been subtly adjusting her hurrying, ensuring she was never pushed over the boundary into cumming but she knew if she continued with that much longer, she might break down without finishing the job.

Swallowing she reached under him, pausing in her thrusts for just a bit, the boy so far gone he didn't even notice the alteration as she unclipped the metal rings around his cock.

The sentience for Buffalo Bill changed in an heartbeat, his cock, suddenly free from restraint burst into climax, his cum firing out deep as Shannon once more began her fuck his yap, arduous and delirious, dire to cum with him.

He gasped, his center wide but staring at nada as he shot the fully grown, slurred load of his life deep into the waiting fleshlight, the joy immense, even as the barrage fire on the bullet, shoved irrecoverably oceanic abyss into the fleshlight gave it's finish few drowning buzzes.

As he came his ass squeezed tight around her, rippling and shifting, milking her cock as she tilted her head back, eyes closed as she felt her balls tighten, almost on instinct as her climax drew close she slowed, her muscle memory wanting to have it last, but she forced herself forward, made herself let go, let herself cum.

They came together, each roofy of hot cum filling his once virgin hole, marking him as hers and sending another strand from his legato ballock into the fleshlight.

She hilted herself, her entire body pressed as tightly to his as she could possibly make it.

They stayed like that for seemingly an age, their slick bodies pressed to each former, her white meat on his rachis, her globe resting on his, each completely spent and exhausted. They lay together, recovering, her muscles aching with satisfaction, her peter softening inside of him.

Finally, with a exclusive wet auditory sensation, she stood on admittedly wobbly leg and withdrew her distance from his ass.

With a grunt of campaign, she raised and rolled him, pushing him so he lay on his back on the lounge, his legs up on the arm, his cock soft, resting against his belly as she retrieved the abused and cum filling fleshlight.

Biting her lip she slid two fingers deep into the hot cum filled silicone and, between them pulled out the spent bullet, her fingers covered in the boy 's massive load.

Discarding the smoke she glanced at him to control he wasn't looking her way, then licked her fingerbreadth clean, tasting his seed once more.

She stepped towards him and sat down beside the sofa, their heads on level as she reached out and with one hand undid the hold of his ballgag.

She pulled it from his mouth and set it aside, his lips parted, his eyes closed.

"Mm… Can you hear me, Cody ?"she asked, her voice a little hoarse.

He nodded gently, panting through his loose lip,"I've got… One last thing for you to try before you're done, okay ?"

He nodded again and she bit her lip,"Give it the mystifying French osculation of your life…"she purred softly as she upturned the fleshlight, pressing the mucilaginous silky silicone polymer to his lips.

He whimpered softly but obeyed, pressing his tongue into the lenient silicone polymer material and feeling the ribs of the arm against his tongue.

She watched as he kissed the toy with a slow rage and grinned as his own cum started to pour into his mouth.

He arched his back, whimpering at the taste and grain, but without being told, he began to swallow.

She watched for various long moments and reclined against the lounge, smiling peacefully as he enjoyed himself kissing the toy.

She would keep him, for for sure .