He looked unsurprised, as he looked out at the vast, candlelit room before him. Across the space, on an ornate, tacky throne sat a gargantuan man, alm...st beyond the realm of possibility. Disproportionately smaller than him, a faux blonde, lanky woman, somewhere in her twenties, lowered and raised herself on top of him. Incredibly, the penis - the size of some sort of gag dildo, and as wide as the man’s massive arms - fit inside her without any medical issues. None of them acknowledged Walt’s. The next syringe went into my mouth and I swallowed it after swilling it around for a bit. I fell asleep with cum leaking out of both of my holes, I was one happy girl.The next day we talked about our adventure and he was very eager to try it again. We used the remainder of the cum on our sex play that day. It was certainly worth it and we were definitely hooked on this being part of our future sex play.We had done this on a number of occasions, each time was better than the last. One. Gently at first then began kissing him more passionately. The girl also kept rubbing his crotch, she also began rubbing her breast against him and pressing into his leg with her thigh.Terri was very confused. What was he supposed to do? Where was Sylvia? Who was this girl? Was this part of the training? What would his wife think? Was he supposed to resist or give in? As these thoughts were going through his mind he was becoming more and more aroused.When Terri was fully aroused she. . " are you free early Saturday morning ?". She text me.... "I can be" I replied back. "Clear your schedule from 8am Saturday morning till 5pm that night, I'll get back to you in a little bit with details" she text me.. " schedule clear". I replied... A little while later I received a text from her.. " meet me Saturday morning 8am at Marriott (at a town half way between our homes), room 513... 8am SHARP!". It was Friday, I just got home from work and told my wife I was working Saturday.