She gasped, at the sensation of my touch. I continued to tease her pussy for a short time, before I glided my hands down along her legs, ever so slowl... towards her sexy feet. With my finger and thumb on each side of a toe I pulled gently. She whispered, “Please, please don’t stop.” I moved my hands slowly back up her legs, as my fingers barely touched her skin. I reached between her legs. This time she spread her legs further apart. I then leaned forward and slipped my hot tongue over her. " You aren't 'cured, '" Sandy said. "There's nothing to be cured of. You are no longer going to flinch when the ball comes at you. That's all." I went oh-for-five!" I repeated."Did you flinch?" Fuck, I don't know! But I never felt like I was flinching, even before your Magic Box thing."Sandy giggled. "Don't call it my magic box," she said. "That sounds dirty!" Well, it sounds better than calling it your Coffin Treatment," I said, smiling into the phone."You're going to be OK," Sandy said. "Just. Withoutwarning, he slid the entire length up my ass in one smooth stroke.I groaned as he filled me. There was pain but... then it was goneand... uh, I felt sooo full. So amazingly full! Was this what a womanfelt like? I wanted to rebell at the assualt on my masculine pride. Ishould be outraged at being violated. I should be-- uh, God! He pulledout and slammed back in with a grunt. It felt like my body wasoverflowing with cock.After several more thrusts I felt a jolt of fear. I was. We sat at a table and ordered a drink and Melissa rubbed my dick as we watched the people getting wasted. I also had my hand in her smooth pussy as we sat there. Nobody could see what we were doing under the table anyway.Melissa's pussy was wet and her little clit protruded and it was easy to find and rub for her. As I rubbed, her breathing was labored and she squeezed harder as she stroked my cock through my pants.Melissa's nipples were rock hard and everyone could see them poking through her.