The unbelievable big and long cock hanging in between his legs.... he treated me like a girl kissing all over my body as i can feel his ginormous cock...touching me everywhere as I resisted myself from touching it though it got turned me on, i still find it weird and a bit uncomfortable with what’s happening.. he said if i wanted it inside me but I replied with a clueless answer.. saying what do you mean? he said, is this your first time? I nodded saying yes and said no wonder you are. Half the job is the setting. I’m just the most important prop in the scene. Another thing my mistress did before leaving for the day is lock me in my cage. My cage is a four foot by three foot by three foot dog cage. It’s for a small-to-medium size dog, something that would weigh no more than 140 pounds. I weigh 134 pounds. I’m not shaped like a dog, but I have to be to fit inside the cage. My legs tucked underneath me, my arms tied in front. I can’t really move, but that’s another point for my. And then I dropped off to sleep.The habit of rising early to run can be ingrained quickly. Even though I was exhausted last night, I was wide awake at five in the morning. Wide awake and cuddled behind the extremely comfy ass of Desiree Whitcomb. My left arm was under her head and my hand was wrapped around one of her squishy boobs. I just lay there enjoying the feeling of her soft flesh in my hand and against my cock.Oh, shit! My cock was out the flap of my boxers and nestled firmly between. Yet he knows somewhere inside that this will be arousing, eventually, but at this very moment, he is constantly reminded of what he has done through the taste that lingers still, and that has lost all of its dreaminess. Nastiness has lost its appeal. Even touching his own limp cock, shrivelled almost and still wet with saliva and with a few drops of now cold semen, is unpleasant, or at least nothing like it had been just a few moments ago. The thought of that wetness. “What the fuck?” A shower..