She undid her first few attempts, and had John double the number of threads in the warp, and provide a lever for cinching the weft, and tried again.He... goal was to make cloth which would hold water. Ever since she had first laid eyes on John, cloth which would hold water was in her mind the standard of excellence, John tried to tell her that he much preferred the light airy wool layers for the vagaries of temperature produced in these climes, but she was certain that cloth which held water was. Slowly she took my cock in her mouth as far as she could and waited for me to force fuck her mouth. I didn’t disappoint. I started to fuck her mouth. Forced my cock deep into her throat. I looked down and watched her eyes bulge and water with every thrust. I forced my cock all the way into her throat, holding her head against my belly.I let go of her head and watched her cough and splutter. It kind of turned me on too, to watch as her makeup ran down her face. I helped her up and slid my hand. I wanted to clean up cum spread around his dick. His clothes and my top were lying around the bed. I thought of cleaning it up with those. But then, something wicked tickled inside me again. I got off him. “Don’t go please. Please!” He pleaded. “I’m not going anywhere” I assured him. I got off bed. Turned around, with my back to him, unbuckled my shorts and slowly took them off. I threw them onto the chair across the room. I did the same with rest of our clothes spread around the bed. Now,. They were thicker than my thumbs. They were thicker than my thumbs HAD been when I was still a man. They were huge. And they were so sensitive I almost imagined I could feel the air currents of the room blowing against them. They were rock hard, of course. Lisa immediately lunged for them. "No, you don't!" I exclaimed, pushing her back and twisting away. "No more! If I let you have your way, you'll do nothing but have sex with me and inflate my tits all day long!" "Well, what else am I.