Out of these days he still had some buffers of bag balm, something like vaseline, and perfectly to be used as lubricant for any hole, pussy, butthole ...nd equal if for fucking or fisting. Well nothing for use with rubber, but what are these holes for, if not to make them a nice warm breeding.Out of one of his buckets, grandpa took a good hand full of this grease, as grandpa told me some years later, a perfect grease to lube the pussy of a female horse, for whatever he ment, and covered mom's. "No, certainly not. Now go get dressed and you can help me get dinner ready."For the next week it became a nightly ritual. I found that I was becoming more comfortable with it every day. I found myself sitting next to him on the bed stroking the hair on his head as he masturbated. Looking back, I'm sure he did it on purpose, but he made it look like an accident. He was stroking his cock with reckless abandon and soon announced that he was about to cum. As the cum spurt from his cock it landed. She leaned over and said, "Twelve or more times a day." Hmm, I think I would enjoy talking to her," Susan said with a smile. It was hard to believe that Dale was able to perform that many times a day, but she'd never seen him unable to get an erection. His recovery time was less than 30 minutes and he was always ready to perform.An hour later, Denise walked into Susan's apartment and looked around in amazement. Many of the items that had been in her old apartment were still there, but the. I hope you learn something from this. I hope you feel as shitty and as cheap as you treated me by making this bet. Tina continued to stare and Jeff. She never broke eye contact with him. Billy, I have to do whatever you say tonight. Tina paused. I will do anything you say without hesitation. Tonight, I belong to you. Jeff flinched this time. Hearing Tina say those words, the reality of the situation began to sink in. Tina had always been such a controlling bitch. The only reason he made the bet.