When Kelly was sure I wasn’t going to explode she started deep throating me again, without ever releasing the vice grip.When my cock was soaked agai..., she came up for air and asked, “So, do you want to fuck me in the arse?” wiggling my wet cock at me she added, “pretty please Peter.”I gave the slightest nod, which was enough for Kelly who stood it one motion, pulling her phone out of the bag on the floor next to her chair, and passing it over to me.I stood too, my cock bridging the gap between. I could hear the rapid buzzing of the vibrator rise and fall as it slipped in and out. My hole was shiny wet. I was mildly shocked listening to my voice, the things I was saying. It was louder now, and between moans and gasps I said things like, "Omygod, yes!" And, "Fuuuck that's good." I couldn't remember doing that. It was real, though, I hadn't been faking. Then I said, "I need something bigger." No lube shots this time. The video view was me, on my back, legs spread, knees bent, a thick. I calculated that I might just as well go to bed. That would allow me to deprive Roberta, at least for now, of her entertainment. And I could try to get unconscious so I didn’t have to think about my unremitting boner and the desire to come that Roberta had sparked in me. This night had brought two firsts for me. Tomorrow afternoon would also be a new experience. But at least my bet would then be paid in full afterward. When we had negotiated the terms of our bet we had determined that the last. The ropes attached to each ankle go one through each upright and then to some weights. Ryan worked out that by adding more weights he could make it more difficult for me to both open and close my legs. I didn’t understand the mechanics of that but it worked. Once Ryan had set it up I asked him to stand in front of me so that he was blocking the view of my pussy. Somehow, when my legs were closed, or open, the pressure of the weight was off so I could rest my muscles. Ryan didn’t put many.