Look, okay," I said, bargaining with myself. "Tell you what, I'll flip a coin." I grabbed one from the toll stock in the glove-box door. "Heads - the ...MART choice – and I continue on to Iowa and mom, and home and find someone to have fat little babies with. Tails – thinking down there – and I turn back to New York and try to beg Carla to take me back ... not that she'll just let me back in – maybe she's smarter than my libido!"I flipped the coin into the air and let it land on the dash.Heads.. Ted asked about her date, which she recounted in scrupulous detail. Ted was becoming so excited that his cock was straining to be let free of its steel prison. "May I be let out, please, I need to cum, my cock is exploding," he begged. Suzi laughed, "No way sissy-boy, you are my Cuckold, not my master. I will decide if your cock gets serviced, not you, now go to sleep. Besides, I have already gotten all the sex I need, so your problem is not mine." Ted was so aroused that for the first time. You can call me Art. How are you feeling?’ A slightly graying cop said as he offered her some water. ‘Where’s Will? Is he okay?’ The panic was clear in her voice. ‘Oh yeah, he’s fine, he’s right over there.’ Arthur pointed, and there he was. How had she missed him before? ‘We’re really worried about you. You know you fainted.’ His face looked kind, she could tell he was a dad. ‘I fa…there was a crash.’ ‘Yeah, we’re going to need to talk about that later on. At first, we thought it was just. He moved his hips from side to side. I could see he was starting to get aroused.'That's actually quite nice,' he said. Then: 'Aah!' A reaction to a quick, stinging blow. Then the birch rods whispered across his cheeks again, which were turning a fetching shade of pink.He was moving his legs against the restraints, arms stretching against the wrist cuffs as he twisted his body.'This is torture,' he gasped, as the birch swished across his backside in a series of lightly stinging, quick, short.