Russell's was so much bigger than his and the thought of taking it into her mouth terrified her. "No I can't, Mr. Russell," she sobbed, "I don't want ...o." Mr. Russell reached out and roughly pulled of the bed, pushing her to her knees infront of him, holding the back of her head. "Hazel my dear, what you want doesn't matter. Now suck it," Realising that it was useless arguing, Hazel reached out and wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft, hoping that he'd be satisfied with a hand-job but she. “Fuck it. Let’s go home, Lobo.”Back in the cave, he sorted the potatoes and stored them, being careful to cover them properly in his potato storage area well back in the pitch-blackness, all the while making sure that none of the potatoes touched its neighbor.There was a small pile left that he had accidentally cut with his digging fork or otherwise had blemishes. These he would use in the next few days, long before they spoiled.He had dug the hole for his pottery roughly two and a half feet. "What, wearing panties and locked up, crap he is really being cuckolded by his wife. Does he have any balls left" was the reply."Hell if I know, let's look and see" Jason replied and turned on the webcam and sending him an invite.As soon as he popped up as viewing on the camera, Jason turned to me and ordered me to strip.I set the drink down, hooked the sides of my panties and slid then down and stepped out of them, revealing my locked up cock and exposed balls."Shit that looks painful, but. I’m not asking for… well… I was just saying that you are welcome to stay.’ He blushed. Phoenix thought about it for a second and slipped off her shoes. ‘I would love to stay here tonight, and you don’t have to sleep on the couch. It would be nice not to sleep alone for once.’ What the hell was she saying? What happened to keeping her distance? Phoenix pushed those thoughts aside and lightly traced his jaw with her finger before leaning in to kiss him. The kiss started slow and gentle, then.