Looking down at my prick I noticed that it was deep red, harder than ever before. It felt good. I wanted to give Sue the very best I can master.Sue lo...ked at it with lust burning from her eyes.“Oh how I love this,” she said.She took hold of the dick, at first very tenderly, then with a little harder grip. She moved her hand up and down the shaft making me feel hilarious. “May I finally take it in my mouth. I have longed for that for so long?” she asked not waiting for an answer.She went down on. .....ever again." Then thinking to himself how he could wrest that Road Runner away from me. "Better check on it, son." I parted the curtains. Relieved to find it present and accounted for. Then checked again to make sure I wasn't just imagining it being out there."Call her!" No. I'm not calling this close to the end. It's the home stretch. I'm clean. I ain't called and I ain't whacked it. And that Road Runner is still out there."Fuck me, I checked it one more time."I have nobody to talk to.. Long deep strokes stretching me to the fullest, then full stop. Jammed deep in my anus, I felt his cock jerk and spasm, as he unloaded his male essence into my violated love hole.Dave pulled out with a groan of satisfaction, and helped me to stand up, leaving Pete's stiff stander stranded ? but not for long. I was turned to face Dave, and he took me in his arms, and told me to hold on to him. I looped my arms around his neck, and kissed him. A minute later I had my legs wrapped around his. Lace curtains framed a cut crystal window. A pair of plump stuffed chairs framed a padded bench, their patterned fabric quite quaint. The bed itself, however, was what held caught and held her attention, placed so that it was the centerpiece of the room. A huge four-poster bed, the bedposts supporting a canopy from which gauzy curtains hung. They were tied back with red velvet sashes.“It’s splendid,” she murmured, admiration shining in her slightly glazed eyes. “The sort of bed I have always.