It was the exact point where my shaft gets the horrendous girth started and the rest of the cock length is as thick as it is until the base disappears...into my pubes.I felt my cock skinned and the condom was no protection at all because I felt pain in the shaft travelling to my balls and inner thighs. His asshole was being stubborn and did not expand a bit to let my cock slide in, even though we both pushed enough and then suddenly my both hands came off David’s body.The weight of his naked body. When we got home, Ian helped Diane in, and we went in to pay the sitter. Onceinside I asked had she enjoyed the journey but Sharon was not very forth comingas I ran my hands over her stocking tops. Perhaps we should have invited him infor coffee I suggested. Sharon said I wouldn't dare. I asked would she mind, asnow doubt Diane had passed out. I think her reply was one of if you want. So Iwent across the drive, and knocked on Ian's door. He had changed into atracksuit having got his wife up. My gag was removed, but my hands were cuffed behind me, legs connected by a short length of chain. My collar was chained to a pole in the middle of the platform behind me, as Daddy made sure I was in the position he liked. No blindfold this time, so I could see the grin on his face as he walked over to a panel on the wall, and pressed something there. The platform under me came alive, rising off the ground, and the ceiling opened up. As the elevator took me upward, emerging through the hole, I. "I have to... or I'd go mad."Lonnie asked before she realized what she was saying, "What kind of things?"Cylvia tried to blush -- a harder task than she had had to do so far. "I'll... show you." She picked up her purse, a wide, straw basket with leather straps. "Martin once bought these books in Europe," she said, bringing out a set of pamphlets. They were about the size of a Reader's Digest, only about twelve pages in thickness. There were different colored paper covers on them, but all were.