We’re sprawled on the couch with me in red lingerie, her in sleek black, when we notice you squirming. No bulge? Pathetic. We order you to strip, and there it is: a shriveled micropenis dangling between normal-sized balls. “How does this even work?” Morgana giggles, poking at your nub while I mock the absurdity of your “load potential.” But we’re curious… Can that pathetic worm actually cum? We shove a shot glass into your hands. “Rub it! Harder.” As you whimper, we count down “3… 2… 1…!” and watch in disbelief as you somehow fill the glass. “Now guzzle it,” I growl, tipping it down your throat. Good boy. At least your shame tastes… interesting.

Ive got my sexy friend all strapped up and at my mercy. Unisexi is not just deliciously hot, they love being tickled. As I explore their body, they tell me all the spots that get them laughing. That is until they turn the tables and somehow attack me while being bound! They are so sneaky! I am laughing so hard I am almost out of breath, so I grab the mitts and take their hands out of action... Or so I thought! Turns out they are just as good at tickling without their hands! That wicked tongue and those pointy elbows dive right in for the attack. Before I know it, we are both squirming and laughing in an all-out tickle war!