My cock was in serious pain from straining in the cage.On Sunday, I couldn't take it any more. Layla had shown me how to milkmyself. I went to an "adu...t book store" and bought a prostate massager.When I got home, I used it to get some relief. The amount of cum in thecondom was massive.Layla called me on Sunday night. She asked how my cock was. I told herabout buying and using a prostate massager. She told me she wasdisappointed, but understood. She told me she would come over on the wayto work. He was tempted to go easy for the final three and had to remind himself of the image of Doris stiffly walking down the corridor to summon up the strength to deliver the strokes at full force. This punishment was not easy for Catherine. Her body language was asking for comfort but this would have to wait. Writing the letter with blistered hands would deny Catherine any relief over the next hour until her appointment with the cane. “Mrs. Jenkins, did you cane the girls over their tights?” “Yes. Daddy said, “You beautiful naked girls, why don’t you just cuddle awhile and enjoy each other?” He certainly didn’t need to tell us that since I’m a Real Woman! Mommy and I were totally naked and we just hugged and hugged, and started kissing too, one of my new favorite things. When Janice pushes her tongue in my mouth, it makes other parts of me tingle, dear Diary! I put my hand on Mommy’s pussy and rubbed, and after a little bit, she said did her oohs and aahs and then honey, let’s wait. Michael didn't know if he was to think of a woman's anatomy or a pointed-ear Star Trek character."And why are we hiding from the Vulvans?" Michael continued."This is their ship and they don't like people sneaking on to it."The answers were coming to him maddeningly slow. Forny seemed extra opaque in his current experience with her."And why are we on their ship if they don't want us?" Michael forged ahead.Forny knew she'd have to tell him, though something in her wanted him to just catch on as.