He stopped me when I got to "mop." He had me lube up the mop handle and slowly push it inside my ass. He didn't want to hurt me, so he told me to make...sure not to take it too far. Just enough so I could get some control over it, so I could mop the floor a little bit.I moved around the floor with the mop in my ass, feeling it push deeper inside. I felt like such a slut. He then asked me if I had a feather duster, which I did. He had me remove the mop and replace it with the duster, so I could do. It's just a few couples that get together and swap sex partners. I was against the idea at first but the more I thought about it the more the idea appealed to me. I think it might just be what we need to get our sex life jump-started. For some reason we don't seem to want to do it with each other, so maybe the way to break through this is to have sex with other people in this manor." I stopped talking and just waited for Diane's reply.She didn't say anything for a solid minute then she stood up. My head felt a little better when I was horizontal again."Yes," I answered in a whisper. "It is very bright in here and my head hurts like a bitch." That's the concussion. You are probably going to have to stay horizontal for a few more days. You'll feel better that way. Also I have these sunglasses you can wear when you are awake to help with the brightness," he informed me as he fitted the glasses on my face. "Is that better?" he asked after a few minutes."Yes," I answered still in a whisper,. I couldn't wait for my next bate, which would be made even sweeter accompanied by a mouth full of cum. I decided my saved cum probably needed refrigeration, but a buddy was coming by later and I didn't want him finding it in the fridge while reaching for a beer, so I put the lid on the container and tossed it in the back of the freezer. All the next day I couldn't stop thinking about my next jack. As soon as I got home from work I stripped and headed to the kitchen, my dick hardening with.