That Thursday I took off early and entered the house at about the same time as before. The place was quiet as I walked silently from room to room. Whe... I got to the end of the hallway I heard the soft sound of heavy breathing, and a familiar steady squeaking sound. It was the springs of our mattress that I heard, and my heart took a sudden leap, as did my cock. But I told myself not to get too excited, as she might be pleasuring herself as before while watching our bare-chested construction. But, for the past few months, neither of us has been in the mood to make another child or to have sex.I mentioned this predicament to a couple of my close girlfriends who are married or in a similar situation as I am. We brainstormed different ideas to reignite our sex lives, but nothing seemed to work. During one of these sessions, one of my closest friends, my 'big sis' from my sorority in college told me about this little exclusive boutique on the west side of town. It was by appointment. The Priest removes a carved relic from a case beside the altar and lays it in front of her. A stone cock draws her attention, fixing her eyes to it, but not like any cock she’d seen before. A slightly pointed head and a slight curve to the thick shaft, something inhuman about it. Her eyes followed the curve to the knot at its base and she shuddered, the panic triggering another of those conditioned spikes of arousal.She has only enough time to feel the panic rise again before she feels. ? ” Once again someone called me battery and as usual I had to take my belt out and thrash his brains out.“Madarchod jail tho jayega hi. Pehle bata inka saaman kahan hai. Nahi aur dhulai karunga teri.” I held him by the throat.Then suddenly a girl charged at me with a stick but Niko was quick enough to disarm the bitch and grab the little cunt. Now I was inquisitive. I asked Tony “who is the little bitch?”He barked at me “Saale battery! How dare you call my sister a bitch!”Tony’s sister!.