That is to say, apart from the chastity device which enclosed my cock in its hard shell, fastened at the root of my balls and held in place by the gle...ming fat gold ring which penetrated my glans. This was not as you may think, a Prince Albert, but rather a sideways piercing through my frenum. This was done to avoid any obstruction to my urethra, and solely for the purpose of trapping my shaft in the chastity device. My urethra was to be fully open, and I was sometimes "sounded" to that. As I watched, this somehow injected a darker eroticism into the scene, similar to having a sharp leather tawes drawn across my naked torso and causing swelling and draw bl**d, with each smack of the belt. I stood upright again, surveying the rooftops looking for men looking and found myself wanting there to be at least one person having fun. Looking back down the length of my body and seeing the curvature of my pubic bone tuck gracefully into my thighs, the urge for sex increased, my nudity was. She was beautifuland I loved being around her. I took every available, not toobvious, opportunity to touch her soft hands, sweet face andknock-out body. I wanted to suck on her full womanly breasts and feelthe wetness that matched my own between her legs. I wouldsometimes massage her face and the distance between us wouldget so short that I could have easily placed my lips on hers,but the distance felt like miles. I didn’t have the nerve tocross the space between us. As summer. " Coming to though I stared to fuck Claire's ass again, but Claire said with some fright "Don't, I think feel blood in my ass. Am I bleeding?" Still humping I started to realize that my cock was unexpectedly softening and I begin to put things together. I'd never passed out when I came before, but I was starting to remember a powerful orgasm. "Um, that's not blood your feeling in your ass, it's my cum." I told Claire. I told her that I think my orgasm was just so draining that I passed out. I.