As they were all leaving the gymnasium Latoya came over to Stephen and whispered in his ear, “That pecker of yours had better be in top condition Mr...Penis Pal of mine! The girls of BSC can get pretty upset if their Penis Pal doesn’t deliver the goods! And tonight we start. Are you ready Mr Stephen Bartell? Are you really ready to be our PENIS PAL?”Suddenly Stephen felt a bit nervous. What had he really let himself in for? He still didn’t know what a Penis Pal really was or if it was something. .. " he was interrupted : " we will clear this , no worries , young man " he was locked in a cell desperately repeating that his papers are in his hotel . The cop looked at him and asked if he is hungry he only nodded : " We will not let you starve here " smiling to his co - workers .The food was quite salty , but he was hungry had no time for food all day and went to the club to pick up his friend from his night shift .The cop spit out : " Nobody can eat that - you must be thirsty , son " as. ”I saw she was serious, an honest expression on her face. I staggered to my feet, reached out a hand and stated, “Deal,” as I pulled her to her feet.She looked me over, “Don’t look like a thief. More a priest or a scholar but fit enough.”I ignored the hint of disdain in her voice, “Fuck priests. Name’s Sardan.”“Strong name, Hephenic. Mine’s Brin.”“Narsan? The Battle Whores of the Eros tribe?!” I froze realizing what I had just blurted out, readying myself for another fight.She just shrugged and. I practically ran to my bedroom and opened my bottom drawer which was full of my sex toys. I needed to take charge of stretching my pussy for daddy. I quickly replicated Sarah's position from the video. Except I didn't have a massive long dildo, anyway I wasn't so much worried about the length of Daddy's cock but rather it's width there really was no way my boy pussy could accommodate that and I knew I really needed to stretch myself. I had two butt plugs which I had not yet dared use, but knew.