What Mae didn’t plan on was my cock size. I’m blessed (or cursed) with a cock that is right off the size scale (at the upper end) - measuring in a... 10.5 inches. She was fascinated by it - its length, its fatness, its hardness and the heat that it emitted.Before I’d even tried to penetrate her I had teased her pussy with over an hour of tongue and finger attentions. She had cum gangbusters every time, with each cum getting wetter and wetter. I found some lube, giving my cock a liberal coating. Iwant to know! And it better be soon!" she added as an afterthought.Mel went back to her research. There was so much to read and so manyideas, but so little about making someone incontinent. Evidently,there was no real good method other than time. A very long time! Andthat was something she didn't have enough of. That fact alone left herfrustrated and a bit angry. She hated losing anything. And shecertainly wasn't going to lose this bet - that was for sure!She looked up as Chad was. Jackets with only skin behind them. Four inch stiletto heels. When the girls took the last step down and stood before them, they gave a slight bow, opening the jackets to show breasts. Lot's of breasts, the view terrifyingly close to their nipples.With a frog in his throat, Bob asked, "We're going to the country club with you dressed like that?"As the girls lifted back up from their small bows, the lapels of their jackets closed enough to allow only the inner swells of each breast to be seen.. They were on fire. “Answer me!” She commanded.“I was horny. Hornier than I’ve ever been in my life.” I blurted out in my shame and humiliation.She paused her slapping. “Horny? Hornier than ever? What is it that made you so fucking horny?”“Please don’t make me say. I’m so embarrassed.”SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! She resumed on my aching tits, much harder.“OK ... OK ... OK ... Please stop. I’ll tell you.” I pleaded.She stopped and waited a moment for me to gather myself. “Well?” She.