“Thirty times?”“Fuck yeah, where you think all this cum came from?”Alene looked back at her life, just a week ago she was willing to kill hers...lf for what she did to Nadia, and now the sexy vixen is in her bed, they both love each other.“I want to fuck you,” Alene said, “I want to shoot this load in your pussy.”Nadia didn’t answer, she just got on top of Alene and started guiding the 9-inch beast to her lower lips.“You shouldn’t be much of a challenge, I took 11 inches you know. Let’s see if. "Nothing to besorry for man." At that moment I was pretty sure he had never (knowingly)been in the presence of a gay man. Alone. And in his underwear. I waswaiting for the panic to set in, but I think the alcohol dulled the trauma."So...you wanna blow me?" It sounded part like a question, part like aproposition."Um...just cuz I'm gay doesn't mean I wanna blow every guy I see." Oh." He looked confused, but I'm guessing this dude spent a lot of timethat way. It was quiet for a long minute. I. I managed to preserve my gains from the gym and improved a bit too. Got a flatter belly and a lot more stamina.And as a result, whenever I went out, I had girls of all ages staring at me. Some smiled, some blushed, some had their mouths open in surprise.It also helped out Varsha. Unlike me, she wasn’t in 10/10 shape when we first met. But by the time September rolled around, she’d lost a lot of her belly fat. She had more muscular arms, a sharper face, pouty cheeks, and lips, a fatter ass,. "See," she said, as my penis began to soften. "Mistress can control what you cannot." She was correct. The pain definitely had an effect on my erection. Thinking of being struck again, my mind concentrated on the pain I felt so as not to become hard again and receive another strike. However, just as before, Mistress follows correction with affection. She took my softening penis in her hand to gently stroke it, making it immediately hard again. She bent over and blew softly across the red.