"That's better," he mumbled with satisfaction, "if you're going to show them off Debbie then the least you can do is make sure that they are nice and ...ard for me." Yes Mr. Groves." Debbie whispered respectfully.Mr. Groves gave an evil little snigger, "into the living room then Debbie and let's get started."He didn't wait for her just marched through to the other room and sat down on the sofa.Debbie walked in more slowly, her head down like a little girl expecting to be punished.She stood in. It was fantastic.Bill lay on top of me with his penis still up my hiney for quite a while. He was humming in my ear something like a song, I wasn't sure. I thought that when his dick softened, it would pop from me. But either it hadn't softened or he was longer than the distance between us. He finally sat back and his cock stayed in my butt. He was still pretty hard."Still got some life left, huh?", I said."Yeah, just thinking about being in your butt, and it won't go down", he said.He started. Dr. Cohen was no fool, he knew how to manage risk, and he knew that if properly managed, nearly non-stop hebephilically-enhanced rewards were the pay-off.“Good then.” A knock, right on time, an electronic lock silently released. “Come in.”“Oh, good morning Bethany, and you must be Mrs. Weathers. Please take these seats. I apologize for not getting up, I have been feeling a little stiff in my lower extremities and it is better if I remain seated.” He felt Prudence’s teeth gently squeezed him,. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, December 24th. Christmas Eve. My family had not celebrated Christmas in years and both of my roommates were spending the holidays with their families, so I was all alone. Most people would find that depressing, but not me. I am the type of person who is happiest when alone and that day was no different. Still, I felt a little.