Ihad to be calm! I couldn't let myself panic!A bit later I heard that David wakes up. When I looked over, I saw himwith swollen eyes looking anxiously...at me. My attempt to try to talk withDavid failed. The only thing that came out was some grunted sound. Thepain in my throat stopped me after a few attempts. David was also makingthe same ugly sounds in his attempts to talk to me.Then I noticed that David was staring at my deformed penis with fear inhis eyes. It wasn't long before he also. " Why don't you jump in the shower and warm up while I put your clothes in the dryer and make your tea" OK that will be great I am really cold, thanks"I pointed to the direction to the bathroom and told her there were clean towels in the cabinet.I heard her click the lock on the door and I smiled to myself knowing that soon she will be begging me to fuck her.I had pulled the coffee table over near the sofa and was sitting there with our cups of tea when she came in. She looked stunning as she. Hurry back! I know you wouldn't want to miss the grand finale!"The cat and I were just hangin' out waiting on the timer and Mom when I realized that I was beginning to itch too.Mom came back in the kitchen saying, "We have to hurry up and finish so that I can take a proper shower and get all of this stuff off of me or I'm going to get a nasty rash."I was about to agree with her when she came into view. "Mom!" I yelled as soon as I saw her, "What the hell are you doing?" She was wearing a pair. He was single, in his late fifties and worked at the prestigious Massachusetts Institute of Technology.He was a professor of science, specializing in electronics. Well, that explained his ability to get my number. I recognized his voice as being that of the one who had called me on my private line in my office. A line which hardly anyone had the number of yet.His home was as amazing as he was. He lived about a forty-minute drive from the Institute, and commuted every day. He was a mild mannered.