.. Oohhh!!!... Oh wow!... My cunt's drippin wet... Man, his cock feels so big now... Mmmhmm!... Stay right there Max, don't move... Good boy... Stay!"...I watched in awe as a great amount of his liquified semen continued to seep from my plugged up pussy, trickling down my open slit before dripping upon the ground beneath us. Finally, once he was done planting his seed I felt him trying to pull himself free and that was actually the hardest part. His knott was about as thick around as a baseball,. Feeling the head grow even bigger in her mouth made her giggle and let it pop out of her mouth like a popsicle. I could hardly take it anymore but I didn't want to ruin it by trying to take control so I let her tease me to her hearts content. I was let of the hook a few moments later when she finally slid my soaking wet cock out of my shorts and letting it slap against her tounge. She immediately took me all the way into her mouth until my throbbing head stabbed the back of her throat. By this. For that we need to punish you." I thought what else could she do to me. To my dismay I say what she had planned. She had a butt plug the size of a small pair. "There is no way you are going to be able to get that in my ass, bitch," I told her. "We'll see about that." And with that she went out of the room. I removed the cock ring and sat back to see what she was up to. I was sore, tired, and needed to fuck her pussy so hard to make up for all this weird stuff she was doing. Betsy came back. "I poured myself another cup of coffee, my mind going a hundred miles an hour, trying to figure out what debt he might owe me. Why he would take it upon himself to personally teach the girls since he was an assistant director and never worked the field anymore. As a matter of fact, it had been a bit unusual to see him at the funeral. After he was almost killed in Nigeria, he went into Interpol and hardly ever left the country again. I was missing something here, and I figured now was the time.