I said I know.As she scrolled the pages I said pick out a piercing you want me to get. I felt sure she would freak out but she didn't she handed me my...phone back and said get this one. I looked and saw a nice thick penis with a Prince Albert piercing. A thick gauge ring passed through the urethra and exited just behind the head of the penis. She said we can stretch it to a large gauge and it will be like an extension for your tiny pee pee. She had never before referred to my penis as either. Abbie feels a river of semen erupt out of Tim deep up in her. String after string of cum flows out.She can’t contain any longer either, and cum covers her dress and the desk, squirt after squirt. They are both now so spent. Tim just lies against her. It is a bit uncomfortable in this position for Abbie, but she is not in a condition to move yet either.Finally, both filling their lungs enough, Tim stands and helps Abbie up too. He turns her to him and kisses her deeply. It isn’t that late. Ah, here we are, Coffee and the whole family, happily together?’By now Harry knew what to expect, but he was still awed by what presented itself before him. The man he had seen before was now accompanied by a woman of the same age and a boy and girl in their early twenties. The man placed a tray on the table and stepped in line with his family. Except for the man’s hood and corset, they were all naked. The woman and kids had their arms behind them. Later Harry would see their arms were tied in. Thankfully this week's letter is from a small, insignificant piece of punctuation (bet you didn't see that cumming) and I've already girded my loins in anticipation of all the 'Grammer Nazis' complaints. So without any further ado: Dear Cum,Please, please help. I am at my wit's end, and you're my last hope, in fact, my only hope.You may recall how I was once so rudely used, or is that abused by the gothic nerd and pushed, stuffed, rubbed in that fucking smelly hole that masquerades as her.