Michael makes this himself, from his mother’s recipe. He won’t even share her recipe with me. We’ll have to order some more of these to take hom... with us,” he said smiling. I pooped a whole mushroom in my mouth as Bradley had done and they were off the fucking charts. The breading was an amazing addition to the fresh crab meat. They had no peppers and very little onion. They were just perfect and I knew why Bradley wanted to take some home. But I didn’t miss what he said, home with us? Was he. I fought to keep my legs apart as my long awaited orgasm finally, and ardently, exploded in my abdomen. It was as though a huge hand had reached up inside me, attempting to pull my organs out, and it would not have surprised me to see my spleen on the floor.Tony stopped flogging and moved in close, replacing the lash with his hand. I continued to jerk and writhe, desperately trying to keep my legs apart, but finally I just couldn?t; I had nothing left.As my climax eased my head fell forward and. I shake my head no. ?No? NO? You little sick puppy dare to tell me no?? you scream at me. I hear you walk over and open a drawer and pull something out. Here I am with my ass up in the air, a big vibrating but-plug tail sticking out of my ass, massaging my prostate, my cock and balls bound up, but leaking fluid everywhere. My cock has been hard so long; it feels like it will never be soft again. My face it inches above some faux dog food, covered with my own pre-cum, when I feel something hard. Soon, I started to feel my pussy clench, pulling his finger deeper. He then added a second finger and started licking my clit again. The sensation was overwhelming. I felt like I was climbing and climbing, chasing the unattainable.My toes curled into the plush bedcovers as my hips bucked. I could feel the orgasm that was about to consume me. With his free hand he pinched my nipple, and then I was over the edge, screaming in ecstasy.After a couple of seconds, my hips relaxed and I opened my eyes.