Tom was wobbling in front of Jessica and she smiled as his intense discharges were filling her mouth with his huge white chunky sperm. Finally Tom co...ld no longer keep up the weight of his body and he fell to his knees and was now face to face with Jessica. Jessica was pleasantly surprised that Tom’s ejaculation wasn’t as sour and salty as some other men’s. It seemed to taste sweet as Jessica was using her fingers to push his sperm that did not enter her mouth. Jessica opened her mouth. Trish got out of bed and came over to help me. Abe joined her. “Thanks Tim,” he said. I nodded. “So did you get much food for your story?” he asked me. “Yes,” I told him as I picked up my cup of tea. Trish was looking at my groin. My thighs were wet and sticky from pre-cum, “I think it’s time we took that cage off don’t you?” she said, reaching down to touch it. The release was more than welcome. Trish went to her drawer and took out a chain with a key attached to it and then guided me to. But it didn't stop me from trying to find someone who did tick the boxes Mr Stevenson ticked. From around 16 to 18 I fucked a lot of men, hoping to find the perfect fit, the perfect cock, the one who made me feel like I did when I was back in school four years previous.But I couldn't.So it was one fateful evening in a nightclub when I was 18 that a meeting happened that changed my life forever. Standing at the bar, chatting with my girlie friends I glanced up to see a familiar figure off in the. Gamera."I slammed the door shut.I began to shake.Violently.There was a soft tap on the door. I tried to resist, but I could not. I was trapped in some horrible spell. 'This is just a weird dream you are having, ' I told myself as my hand reached for the door handle.I peeped around the crack I had made in the door. Again, there were the five girls, each a different flavour. Still, each held out a six pack of beer. I felt my will crumbling. Then I heard it - the crinkling sound of cellophane.