" He's smiling but I can see the concern on his face."So can you tell me about it? What all happened to my insides?" Sure, if you feel up to it. But f...rst, I want you to close your eyes and tell me where I'm touching you."I follow his direction. "OK, you're touching my left big toe. Right toe." I grin and joke, "I don't think we know each other that well," when I feel him touch my penis.He laughs and says, "In your dreams, kid!"He pulls up a chair next to Dad and gives me the whole story. My. "Stop wasting time you slut, spit on it if you don't have enough lubrication, slam yourself onto it like the other dildo using the floor!" And she spits on the dildo, rubs it on it to spread the spit, spits on it again before she slams herself down onto it. The dildo slams home and hits her G spot like a punch, and she orgasms in a mixture of pain and pleasure, squirting all over the floor.Desiree pipes in "Excellent, now insult her for cumming, and tell her it's her job to stay aroused if she. Let the relief you feel in that moment flow freely, brother. Be happy in your sacrifice."Then, when the moment of orgasm eventually arrived (sometimes longer, sometimes after shorter in duration), I'd aim my cock head into the goblet, and then, with the pounding of my heart, he and I both would watch as I ejaculated my sperm into the cup! But, that was only half of the libation ceremony! The other half, which surprised the first time, was when Brother Dexter would take up the goblet, and. I heard of her being good at it from a friend who used to attend her classes at an institute. She started her own institute at home and I was her first student there.She was year older than me but had completed her engineering a year before.My classes started but I was only student in the class, and a few said they will join next week so in the start she used to pass most of the time talking and little time teaching. I enjoyed talking to her as she really beautiful and hot, she is 5.9 in.