"Christ, what a SICK PEICE OF SHIT you are!"Her words, the hiss of her cruel voice fell on him like a shower from heaven, awakening rivers of long hel... desire. His blood rushed to his throbbing cock."How did you ever get a son, why would any woman let you fuck her? Who the FUCK would allow a DORK like YOU to put your THING in her. I bet it's tiny, like the STUPID LITTLE WILLY your son has!"The last words carried him over the edge - he shot his load into his underpants. She noticed;. She undressed and slipped into the shower, her mind no longer occupied with business.On her visit to Geneva in the early fall, tired and sick of the business life, she had met Johannes after a long week of meetings and discussions. He had picked her up outside her hotel on a gloriously sunny morning and driven up the western shore of the lake, past the airport."Where are we going?" Helen asked."I thought you'd like a change," he answered cryptically. Eventually they turned into a park-like area. We were in harmony with our movements. It was even better than the first time since I could caress, and kiss her now, in addition to making love. My cock was hard, but I had no desire to cum – her treatment of my problem had been effective. After a few minutes, she reached orgasm again, wrapping her arms and legs around me as she continued cumming. I wanted to cum with her, but was unable to, so I just kept thrusting into her. After her orgasm ended, she asked me to stop for a minute. . ”, I started. I thought, noticing how painful my testicles felt. She looked more than downtrodden at this. “But Master that’s not fai...” she complained.“...You’ll have at least 3 times the session length as a result”, I continued. She raised her eyebrows and suddenly looked very pleased. “AND... I’ll let you be in charge of the others...” I finished. Now she was absolutely beaming with delight. She gave off an actual squeak. Way too cute. My cock lurched. My balls hurt, we REALLY needed to.