I handled the cock with wonder; I was actually getting horny again. As I got dressed I reached into the jacket pocket and felt the device. I looked at...clock, it was nearly 11o'clock, and I was gone nearly 5 hours. What would Burt say? He would know what I did. I would be a laughing stock. The fuddy duddy professor using his research to have sex with coeds. I couldn't return his body, besides which I realized I didn't want to and on that thought my cock... yes MY COCK, got hard again. I would. Our breathing, gasping, moaning all mixed and mingled in one and loud with the ramming noise of my groin on his love globes and slamming of bed against the wall was creating a symphony like music making the orgasm to peak rapidly. Out of nowhere, Henry’s moaning became much louder and distinct. His ass began flexing, fluttering under the high tides of orgasmic feeling and it was a wrecking experience for my cock as his ass ring constricted and relaxed in a very rapid sequence on it. I could not. I could not believe how different Jason was with out his pills. It was as if he was a completely different person. I felt bad with my bitching at him; it wasn't his fault that he used all his pills yesterday; it was mine because I was so horny.I got up and left him sleeping, by the time I walked into my house, the phone was ringing.It was Cindy. She wanted to apologize for what Jacky had done at Denny's. She told me she felt bad that they had heard me and all they wanted to do was help me.. “I get all that, but I want to be more involved,” she tried to explain.“The day to day distribution is going to be handled by Lucinda and Gerome,” I further explained. I suddenly got a really bad feeling. The feeling had a name, paranoia. When Marge broke the connection, I was glad for the chance to process what had just occurred.I waited until the next morning to begin a reasonable analysis. Since I hadn’t heard from island boy, I re-examined my options. I could continue looking for land, or I.