So I guess I get to spend the weekend with the boys. I will see you Monday.” She said as she gave me a light kiss on the lips.“You’re not leavin... right now are you? Who’s going to take care of my hard cock?” I pleaded with a devilish grin on my face.“Oh honey, I think you’re man enough to solve that problem. “ She replied with a grin.“If not, then maybe you can talk ole widow Smith into giving you a helping hand.” She continued with laughter in her voice. Widow Smith was Nancy Smith, our. Then the man said, 'Magic Penis, return to box!' and the penis stopped and returned to the box.The husband bought it and took it home to his wife. After the husband had been gone a few days, the wife remembered the Magic Penis. She undressed, opened the box and said 'Magic Penis, my vagina.'The penis shot to her crotch. It was absolutely incredible. After three mind shattering orgasms, she became very exhausted and decided she'd had enough. She tried to pull it out, but it was stuck. Her. Mistress isn’t mean or cruel, but occasionally she likes to see me in real distress. If I did something that I knew she didn’t want, I wouldn’t put it past her to lay me over her legs, right here in Bloomies, lift my skirt and spank my thong covered bottom. I continued to sit and squirm. I had to go so badly it was actually giving me a sexual thrill, about which I am sure Mistress was aware. I looked at her with pleading eyes, which she completely ignored as she continued with what she was. “Yes mom. Did you really not remember?” I asked. “Well you've been over here for some weeks, I didn't know if your fiancé's taste buds rubbed off onto you or not,” Christina replied. I really did notice that John and Christina were really starting to get along with each other, obviously she was just pissed off when she found out he got me pregnant. She didn't try and get to know him at all. But then it seemed like she couldn't get enough of him then. “Nope, I'm still liking the pinkish steak..