The whimpers got louder but to my surprise my cock was still straining to harden.After ten more seconds Oren loosened the hellish bag. It still grippe... me tight, but now it felt more caressing and less crushing.I let out a long shaky breath and Oren gave a soft chuckle.He left me relax for a few moments before he spoke, “This next one is a toy I already had. I personally like it, but I wonder how you’ll feel about it.”I couldn’t muster up the energy to lift my head up and watch him. So it came. I continue for several moments until no more joyjuice oozes out. His cock softens and shortens. I fondle his nuts for a brief moment and give his cock a final stroke. "Wow, that was terrific, thanks". "You shoot a bloody good load man, very impressive. You are one lucky young guy" I say. "Thanks" he replies "I appreciate that." "I bet your wife likes it too?" "I’m not married". "Have you got a girlfriend". "Yes". "Is she good in bed?" "She doesn’t like to fuck very often, even though when we. My cock is hypersensitive. The tail in my ass stretches it too far. But the waves continue, though my balls are long since drained.My mind clears and I glance again at the candle. It is getting low. I am not sure that an eternal orgasm is the heaven some might believe. Somehow, I need to break loose of my demon lover and snuff that flame.I decide to try forcing a change in position. That might throw her off, give me an opening to break loose. I bend over the woman’s body, hold her tight, and. ”“I sure felt dizzy, week-kneed, and nauseated, that’s for sure. But the girls were there for me. How did your presentation go?”“Great! It’s a good thing I didn’t miss it because one of our team members blew off their part of the project and I had to scramble at the last minute to get it done.”“There’s always one,” I sighed.“Tell me about it,” she agreed.October 13, 1987, Chicago, Illinois“Steve,” Julia said coming to my office. “We have a problem.”“Now what?” I sighed.“Dante is threatening to.