Last night, I swear I thought my time had come. She was online with someone, typing one-handed, as usual. She had me pressed between her legs. I was s...iding along her length, from her clit, down through her folds, her juices smeared all over me. I was vibrating away, trembling her lips as I slid over her entrance, but this time on I went. My head went sliding over and back across her perineum. The tiny stretch of flesh separating her two holes was buzzed and stimulated as her breathing became. .. No please mmmm..? And then with one firm push I could see her open her mouth and my huge tool enter her mouth. It was great and I let away a loud moan and kept my cock in her mouth. I could hear voices of mmmm....mmm... It was wonderful to see her lovely lips warped against my monster cock. I could feel the head of my cock push against the back of her throat. I guided her face to my huge balls. She took each of them in her mouth for about a minute and then I again put my cock. " You're right, of course. So?" So, Sue's staying celibate for a while. You don't look too happy about that." I shouldn't worry, I suppose. I've had more sex in a few days than I normally get in a couple of months. And more great sex than I've had in my life before. It's just..." The tap got turned off a bit more suddenly than you expected?" You could say that, yes." So, how about running a parallel test on you?" I think I follow you, but you'd better spell it out. I don't want to be accused of. It starts from my toes to my feet, neatly caned in rows from sole up, the design similar to that on my back, ass and thighs, only from different instruments of torture. The layered stripes now a mix of angry red, bruised purple and sickly yellow welts, the old never having had the time to heal before the new were laid. These methodical, exacted patterns of lines were matched by circles of burns caused by rough ropes, around my breasts, wrists, ankles, knees and stomach. Some of these rope marks.