He tried dismounting me but he couldn't because of his still swollen knot. I had to reach back and try to hold him steady as he was tied to me and aft...r about ten minutes or so his knot went down enough for him to pull out free of me.He dismounted with a popping sound gave me a few more licks then went to lay down to lick his still semi erect cock clean. I lay still slumped over the couch looking down at his semen simply pouring back out of me and wondering in awe at the fuck I'd just. I'm on my extended arms and I see your mouth open in lust, your breasts roll from the impact, your eyes are glazed with your approaching orgasm. Your hands stroke my chest and pinch my nipples. I repeat my motion over and over, feeling my balls become drenched with you, smelling your scent of woman in heat, feeling your pussy muscles grasp at me as I retreat.You dig your nails into my chest and lift your hips to meet me as I drive back in. I move faster until we are fucking for release. I'm. I went out on dates and had fun. School resumed and I went back to class. In the back of my mind I obsessed over that present. I just couldn't forget it. Occasionally I pulled the box out, opened it and looked at the dildo. I never brought myself to reach in and pick the thing up. It always appeared unchanged and it never answered any of my questions.January nineteenth was a day I would never forget. School had been back in session for about two weeks and things were going well. Lydia came up. At times, I just wore Ashok's shirt with front buttons, without any inner wear, since I had total privacy of our home. We only had a maid who came to wash our utensils in the afternoon and was sometimes called in the morning after a night party.Ashok, my husband, was not the sexually adventurous type, but many times I took liberty to go without my panties or bra. I had always wanted to experience remaining nude in the house, just like the hippies I saw in Goa, but had never dared to, even.