When I said "my cock," I really meant the thick eight-inch long black strap-on dildo my wife made me wear tonight."You made me cum so fucking hard!" s...e said, still squirming from her last orgasm. I had only imagined making my wife cum like that with my dick, but it isn't anywhere near the size of this dildo."How many times was it?" I asked."Enough for me to lose count,” she replied, with a smile."I think that was the hardest you have ever cum,” I said."The hardest in a very long time,” she. "Thank you," said one of the suits. But his voice seemed a little less blasé than when we'd been introduced. "Now, if you don't mind, we need some Tosca. Camilla, if you would? The Act I duet, please. From the Sacristan's exit."She walked up on stage, gave me a brief smile, but then immediately looked away. I knew what was up; she was settling into her character before we started. I slid a bit to one side; Scarpia's hiding at that moment, Tosca doesn't know he's there. The pianist waited for. “We should be able to keep her occupied for quite a while. She’ll be telling her friends you are a sex god. I can just see it now. You’ll have a street rep as ‘Peter – the all night fucking god!’ That will have women clawing at our front door.”“And, of course, if a horny woman says she’s looking for Peter, you’ll say, ‘That’s me!’ and share my crown.”Paul laughed. “A reputation like that could keep us in pussy for at least six months. I might have to quit my job to satisfy all those needy. "There is no point in belaboring this," said Vanlo. "I do not wish to be talking about this when Amanda arrives. I will speak with his Lordship on the matter this evening. It is best we get to work."Lanno nodded absently. Vanlo turned away and sank into his chair. Lanno's gaze lingered on the older Healer for a moment before he finally walked into the treatment room and paused.For a moment, he wasn't in the Healer office of Roquan's Manor, but standing in the empty classroom at the Guild Hall..