" I reached up and grabbed the massive shaft. She smacked my hand away and said, "I said lick it, not hold it. Open you mouth and let it slide down yo... throat." As I opened my mouth, she slid all 8 inches of the dildo down my throat. To my surprise, I didn't gag once. "That's what a real cock looks like" she said. She used it to fuck my throat for a minute then she stopped and pulled it out and began laughing. "Look at your little dick trying to cum. Sucking dick really turns you on, huh?" As I. ”“Coming!”He put the phone back to his mouth. “She’s on her way, Dell.”“Thanks. How are you, John. How’s work?”“Oh, you know. Same old, same old. Kids who couldn’t be bothered and piles of marking four foot high.”“I’m so glad I gave up teaching.”“Yeah, you’re lucky. Here’s Sal.” He handed the phone to his wife and went back into the kitchen. He kept half an ear on Sally’s side of the conversation while he attended to the sauce, which was in danger of going lumpy. A little water and a good stir. She wanted me to learn using it instead of the Bermuda I am using now. I protested in anticipation. But she was not listening to me and started unfolding the lungi for me. She told “these days, k**s don’t know the value of the traditional dress. It is for us to initiate them into this”. I remembered that my grandfather had once tried to talk me into trying lungi. That day I somehow escaped from it, but today I seamed to have no escape routes. Aunty pointed to me the fully unfolded lungi and. “You haven’t lost your touch, girl!”“Here, drink this,” Constance lifted my head up and poked a tube in my mouth. It was wet and tart and cool. After a few swallows, the straw was removed.“Story time, Simon,” Kris announced. “My turn.”They call me Simon. My lovely ladies were Ashley and Manny and Solance and Constance and Kelsey and Kris. Ashley, of course, was nine months pregnant and would deliver in a few days. A woman had to have some mystery and my understanding was that babies didn’t.