The scene unfolding was something Baldur couldn't conceive of in his wildest dreams. Before he knew it, Penny had completely undone his pants and freed his manhood of their confines. The long tumescence extending from his body looked like it could compare with a petite person's forearm practically; it had an engorged, pink, bulbous head and the intense vein distribution made it look positively lewd. Most of all, a large, thick, curly vein on top of it made it look like concentrated lust. Below his proud member hung two heavy testes that looked to be about the size of golfballs. Meanwhile, as this went on, she was positively secreting her nectar all over the floor of their bathroom. And yet, something didn't seem right. She seemed to be trying to tell him something about not being able to control herself and the game?<br/><br/>What? What was this all about?<br/><br/>As she put her tongue to his member, he grabbed her by the hair and held her from carrying on,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"What do you mean? The game? What does that have to do with anything?"</span>