The sun had now completely risen in the sky, telling me it was around midday. The heat had started to creep up, but it wasn’t unbearable like the da... before. “I’m home Tori!” Tyler shouted as he walked into the kitchen as I joined him. “Oh, you’re here. Good. Help me unpack,” I rolled my eyes and greeted him then started to stock the fridge with the food he brought: pie, pie, chicken, ice cream, bread, pie, pie, pasta, oh- and more pie. “That’s a lot of pie,” I said. “I like pie, pie is good,”. The base of his penis compressed briefly under his fingers, allowing the tips of his digits to touch ever so briefly. His cock’s flesh rebounded, surging thicker, spreading his digits even further than before.The thickening muscle rolled up the length of his sex like a wave, giving his still ejaculating column of semen a growing highway to his gaping exit. Veins bulged along his length and spread thin tendrils deep into his flesh as his cock grew heavier, more powerful in his orgasmic clutches.. I had come very close to witnessing that very fantasy. We were both at a alternative night club in Wichita KS. We had both done a couple lines of crystal earlier and once again. When arriving at the club.2 dark skinned African guys had sent a girl to ask my wife to come and hang out with them for the evening. They figured I was her gay friend but of course they approached her only after I was off in the restroom. ...When the girl found out I was her husband she tried to resend the offer but I. "Well I would imagine when the governors get to hear what I heard and saw going on in the dorm room, what do you think they will say? I imagine that loosing you title of Head Girl will be the least of your worries Miss Kitten. " I reply.No sooner do I finish you burst in to tears, sobbing loudly you mumble through you sobs, "but I like it here and I like being Head Girl, do I really have to Sir?" you plead. Coldly I simply reply, "you don't have to do anything you don't want to, the choice is.