"Well, um..." He paused, seemingly trying to find the words, and finally said, "...It just grew."
"It just...grew."
"Um..." he blushed again, and couldn't hirsutebeavers bring himself to look at her, as hirsutebeavers he hirsutebeavers held up his hands about hirsutebeavers eighteen inches apart.
It was hirsutebeavers a mistake. Prescott immediately withdrew and got flustered. "I hirsutebeavers'm sorry," she quickly apologized. "Please, sit back hirsutebeavers down. I just...That took me back a hirsutebeavers little. How big was that again?"
Julia calmed him. "Relax, Mr. Prescott. I don't think this is cancer. We'll run hirsutebeavers several tests hirsutebeavers and figure out exactly what has caused hirsutebeavers this. It could be sexy that hirsutebeavers you're genetically prone to gigantism, or maybe your pituitary or endocrine glands are acting hirsutebeavers up and producing too many growth hormones. And while it's not rare, it's also not unheard hirsutebeavers of for the penis to grow without any known cause, although I confess I've never heard of a case of it hirsutebeavers this hirsutebeavers fast or this large. Whatever it is, I can assure you that it hirsutebeavers's probably nothing to hirsutebeavers worry hirsutebeavers about. I can hirsutebeavers even run a few tests right hirsutebeavers now and eliminate nine-tenths of the possibilities."
"How so?"
"Well, um, Amy hirsutebeavers wasn hirsutebeavers't reacting hirsutebeavers and it hirsutebeavers doesn't get, um, that hirsutebeavers big unless hirsutebeavers I'm...you know..."
Julia didn't hear it. His massive cock was her alpha and omega. Nothing else was of the slightest importance. She hirsutebeavers licked her lips in hirsutebeavers anticipation hirsutebeavers, realizing how wet hirsutebeavers she was, and plunged forward.
A little later, Detective Marisa Barons grilled the distraught Desmond sexy Prescott. "Okay, Mr hirsutebeavers. Prescott, you've convinced me that your involvement in that hirsutebeavers disturbance was unwanted and hirsutebeavers non-consensual. Those two women hirsutebeavers are clearly nuts; they're still screaming for you. And they're sharing a cell across from your wife and a nurse screaming the same thing. Which leaves me very curious about what the hell is going on. Care to let me in on the gag?"
Desmond Prescott spread his hands apart in a sad shrug hirsutebeavers. "Um, I guess it all started yesterday."
"Well, yesterday it just....grew hirsutebeavers."
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