I couldn't let them discover me, so I kept as still as possible, fighting the pain surging through me from a combination of my ruined hand and my awkw...rd position. They chattered away for a while about their boyfriends, and school. I felt more of the odd sensations. Though they faded in and out, the pain I was in made it hard to focus. The smell of their food was making my stomach growl, and I was sure they would hear it. Eventually they got up, threw their rubbish in a nearby bin, and moved. As for the golden shower, I told them that I was used to having my wife piss in my mouth and that I would really like to be their piss mop. My neighbour seemed very happy as I could see by his facial expression. I had another drink and we all got naked but I could tell that there was no rush. My neighbour s friend asked me if I would like to go take a shower with him and I said absolutely. It was a lot of fun to have a man wash your back and have him caress my shoulders. We kissed with our. I literally kiss her ass as I go to town, and Carrie goes to town on me. About four quick jerks with her hand and then her mouth glided down the length of my cock. Her hands now things of the past, she's giving me the definition of head. After her "cliche post-fraat party 69-ing" comment I figure this is how I'm going to get off, and I couldn't be happier ... or so I thought. "Uggghhhhh," Carrie groans, "I swear this is not 'cliche' for me, but could we have sex?" I pause from licking her. She wheeled over her cart of instruments and lubes. It was adorned with all kinds of implements, some for pleasure and some for pain. First she grabbed the large petri dish and placed it on the floor under his twitching penis. Then she opened up the jar of coconut oil and lathered her hands.Pluto could hear the jar again, and just like Pavlov’s dogs he began salivating. He started to consider the fact that this wasn’t so bad, he had never felt pleasure like this in his whole life. His cock was.