He got it started in me on about the fifth try. It wasn't all that big, so it didn't hurt or maybe it was just because I wasn't a virgin anymore. Any ...ay he went in and I knew I was getting fucked again.The difference was this time I was wholly cooperative. I wanted to please him. Then I noticed that he seemed to be getting bigger. Particularly just inside of me. It still felt good, but I did start to panic because I didn't know how big it would get. I feared that he would also get longer, but. .The following day a message from Mr Brace invited Mr Young to dinner to discuss their proposed partnership. Some others of the Boston investors would be present, as would Mr Prestingle, who he knew already from the railway journey.Young was introduced to the two new men accompanying Mr Reginald X Brace. His mother had been of Spanish extraction and insisted that if Xavier was not to be his first name, at least it would be a middle one. Mr Brace was a catholic of varying religiosity. He worked. The aftermath of Xander’s violation – no, she could not call it that. What had just happened was no **** of the mind or body. It had been a fantasy, a sensual culmination of two powerful people that she had tried to avoid for a long time. Xander had only done what she had wanted to be done to her…it was the only way she could accept a sexual union with him. She had convinced herself that the only way he would have her was if he had to take her and she had led him a merry chase until she had. Carol slid next to me and said “how about a nice blow job for old times’ sake”. I responded by undoing my belt, unbuttoning my pants and kicking off my shoes. Carol got on her knees on the back seat floor of the car and pulled my underwear leaving my dick fully exposed to the cool night air. Not there was one thing about Carol that made her a great wife. You see Carol was an expert cock sucker. Carol had an oral fixation and actually preferred sucking cock to getting laid. She was also a neat.