I can still get it up with no problem, and depending on my mood I can cum as quick (or as slow) as I want. So here I am, playing with myself like a li...tle fourteen-year-old boy. All for you kid.Once again my hand glides up and down my soapy shaft. Watch me as it grows before your eyes. I wonder, does it excite you to watch me? I want you to watch me make myself cum. I want you to see what you do to me. I fantasize that you are in the shower with me, and that it is YOUR hand fucking me. I think. I won’t tell them about you, honest. PLEASSSSSSE!’ I pleaded between uncontrollable sobs. ‘Nope you are mine now and I know that soon you will not think of anyone except me. You are my woman for as long as I wish.’ Tremendous shudders of revulsion rolled down my body. I felt so ill, so sick to my stomach. ‘No! No! No, never will I be yours. You must understand I am married. See, see, my wedding ring.’ I turned to look at my left hand and there were no wedding rings there to see. ‘No, where are. I breathed a quick sigh of relief as she walked back over to the dresser and put down the whip. There she picked up a large red dildo. She walked towards me to display the huge pink dildo to the webcam. The closer she got, the larger the dildo looked and I started to squirm thinking about the tip rubbing against my g-spot.She pinched my both nipples hard and it made my pussy get even more soaked and then I felt I was on the brink of another orgasm. Then she approached my bare pussy and began to. " Sure. Be happy to help you out there with your little problem, Tex." I flipped the fish in the pan. Golden brown, looking good. And I was feeling a little surreal right at the moment. Who the hell was this guy being so cool with this goddess that wanted me to fix her horniness problem? Said goddess fired up a joint of pakalola and handed it to me."Ear." She said with that doper's short hand they use when they don't want to blow their toke and say the 'H' in front of the word. I took the joint.