It was pulled uncomfortably tight and then wrapped a few more times around my balls assuring my scrotum was pulled tight around by testicles. Brent�...�s hand started to stroke my shaft. My cock got hard in his hand and he had me let him know when I was getting close. When I felt the beginnings of deep in me of orgasm, I told Brent and he stopped. He tied by dick back to my stomach. Brent then started rubbing something on my leg. “Do you know what that is?” I said “no sir” Brent. He then attached the next size up to the rod and slowly pulled the old one from me. Lubing up the larger dildo liberally, he then started to slide it into me making sure I was able to accommodate it pleasurably. Paul then started the machine again leaving it at the nice slow pace with a maximum depth of about six inches with the head never quite leaving me completely. I had never felt so full and it was fantastic knowing that it never had to end since the machine would run as long as I wanted. “We have a lot to talk about, but not today.” “Is... Is it all right to want something?” “It depends what it is.” “I want... I want a moment. Something to hold onto.” “Give me permission to touch you.” “Please... touch me.” Moving his chair closer, Gary held out his hands, palms open. “Give me your hands.” Elaine did. When they made contact, it was electric. “Close your eyes.” Elaine swallowed and did as she was told. He took her wrists, raising her hands. ‘Quick’ he said turning to me, and beckoned me over to look. I rose and kneeling on the bench, very close to him, I looked through the curtain. My eyes immediately settled on the man having a pee, or to be more truthful, his cock. It was 9′ and thick, it just hung there from his hand, and as he spoke he turned and it swung in unison, with his body movements. As I watched I was aware of the closeness of my companion. His breath stank of booze and he was in close on me, pressing himself against.