"Cindy, I don't know what to say. I have got to think about this." I croaked out. " Okay so think about it tomorrow but in the meantime, could you fuc... me one more time?" she said as she took my now very soft dick in her hand. "No". I said "I can't do it again. It is wrong." "Well, Your dick seems to disagree with you" as she fondled it. And she was right. My dick was getting hard again. 'Please don't touch it," I said to her. "But I want it and I am going to kiss it again" as she bent down and. She forgot where she was. She has a swift moment of panic and she stiffens in me arms and tries to pull away, but I hold her too tight. My teeth take hold of her skin just at the base of her throat. The bite deepens and she feels my teeth coming closer together until they almost touch. Her gasp, then scream is buried deep into my shirt and neck. It always takes a few moments for the endorphins to kick in. The excruciating pain begins to ebb and her mind swirls. The mind fuck that started from. “The other night at the club sure proved your horny enough.”“I’ve never seen so much real cock in my life as we did in the Red Door. Let me ask you, would it be your wish to see me pleasured by different men?”“I’m considering it. But I wouldn’t want to lose you to another man.”“You never will.”“So what is to become of us?” She asked.“You, Jenny, and me, you ask?”“Yes, are we to live with you in your homeland of Canada?”“I don’t know. Canadian law only permits a man to be legally married to one. ” She smiled at the compliment and visibly relax a little. Feeling a little more comfortable himself, he questioned her. “Do you trust me?” With a questioning look on her face, she slowly nodded yes. “Okay, this may be a little unorthodox, and if you are uncomfortable with it, please tell me.” “Okay?” With her permission, he pulled up his internet on his phone, knowing what he was searching for would be blocked on the schools server. He found a search engine and typed in what he wanted, found.