I knew what was expected of me. I got into the swing and they bound my legs & feet spread eagled and then bound my hands so I could not get out if I w...nted to. At that point they both undressed. As Rod undressed I understood where he got his nickname. Soft he must have been at least 8-9 inches in length and 2-3 inches thick. I knew right then I was in for the fucking of a life time. First Rod sat down in a rolling chair and began to fondle my pussy lips, I was already wet. He told me he wanted. Then it stops and the tube is pulled out. ?Now you better hold that in until I say it’s ok, cause if you let a single drop go their will be hell to pay. He grips your arms behind you and pulls you up over to the toilet again. You are squeezing you ass as hard as you can but you don’t know how much longer you can hold it for. You feel the seat under you and suddenly it all lets go into the toilet. You feel empty again and relieved.THWACK! Right across you right breast this time then another on. She invites me into the house and tells me to take off my shoes. She's in her crazy house shoes and a black outfit with no bra on. We make small talk and I ask about the k**, again she's not sleep and probably had no plans of going to sleep knowing I was there. So we sit on the couch and touch each other and lick each other's necks. Now we're both getting worked up! I offer to do it right there in the living room but she's worried about getting caught. At this point, I became a little bit. Patrick closed his eyes, then took a few deep breaths. He let out a bit of a whimper as my hand closed still tighter. When he drew in his breath sharply and his knees began to bend I stopped increasing the pressure, but didn’t lessen it either. I suppose I was squeezing his balls a good deal tighter than I do when giving him a blow-job, but the context here was, for me, deliciously different. And for him the context took the sensations from the realm of pleasure to that of exposure and.