I love the way her face looks when she’s in pain, and I know that the pain turns her on more, especially when she has no choice. She pumps the plug ...nside her pussy a few times, and then I tell her it’s time to put it where it belongs. She hesitates, and it makes me mad that she doubts me. “Do it now, or else…” I say, and she does as she’s told. I smile to myself, and watch as she tries to delicately put it in her ass. “Hurry up – don’t make me angry.” I tell her. She gives one hard push and. "Darlene? This is a surprise. Come in," I managed, helping her with her luggage."Thank you, Dal. I'm sorry to bother you, but I need your help," she said in a strained voice.I looked more carefully at her now that we were in the light and could see the dark shadows under her eyes and her gaunt appearance. This was not the same woman I remembered from just three years ago. She looked much older than her thirty years."What's wrong, Darlene? How can I help?" I need a place to stay. I've left. "Your dick is longer than mine, but mine is fatter and darker. Look and see." With that he twisted around on the bed to show his cock and balls sticking out of his white underwear. As he said, his dick was indeed thicker than mine, and whereas my cockhead was bigger than my shaft, mushroom shaped and bulbous, his was triangular with a foreskin he began to move back and forth as he masturbated.I knew this was wrong, even shameful, as the worst thing you could say about a guy back then was. My mind was racing. ‘Should I go? What would happen? Would we do it again?’ I was thinking. I really wanted to go. ‘Would my friends find out?’ suddenly the lights went out. ‘Ohmygod it is time to go soon!’ I waited for a few minutes. I don’t really know how long. Maybe it wasn’t long enough. I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to go!!! I felt so wicked slipping out of my bed and creeping out the door. Over the years I had done this a hundred times and never got caught. Outside the cool night.