My hard cock suffocated by the thong under the harness. I started to think to myself that I had put the outfit on wrong...The door opened.It was Mistr...ss Terie herself and obviously her friend Maria. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. It was such a pipe dream. Just a fantasy. Mistress Terie had used me for a few months online and here I was at her feet. Kneeling, mouth open wearing a thong and a strapon harness... "Only speak when spoken to. This is my friend Maria. She is. I was in no way tender, but they came to me anyway. Being described as " rugged " helped, but looks aren't everything. Hell, I had hated the jocks that treated girls like crap to " get some," and here I was doing almost the same because I really didn't care, not to grab their attention. " Good. You will spend the night with me," I breathed, squeezing her tightly as I inhaled at her neck. " O-okay," she stammered. " You will let me fuck you whenever I see fit!" With that, I spun her around so. Death started to make his way into my thoughts andbefore long he was sitting on the bench next to me saying that I shouldput an end to my suffering.But I just wasn't going to do myself in. I was at a point where I wasn'tholding on to life but I wasn't seeking death either when a strangething happened. This girl came by riding a motorcycle and stopped infront of me and asked if I would like a ride. What was really strangewas that she hardly had any clothes on.I said sure why not, where ever she. .But I have “Hyperspermia”.. I over produce semen...If I build up, I must release it or it purges on it's own..The condom saves me from embarrassment”. Pete grinned “OK”, she replied “my cock never gets hard or actually stiff, maybe bulkier”? Pete grinned “that's a bitch”! She grinned “not really, I have never penetrated anyone, so can't miss that use”. Pete grinned “you're a virgin”! Helen laughed until she was breathless then replied “No, I sometimes get what I give...orally”. She knew what.