The rest of the room remained in shadow.The hostess returned, carrying another small bag. She placed it on the floor in front of him, just within his ...ine of sight. From it, with a small flourish, she removed a large black object. It was shaped like a cone for most of its length, with a rounded tip. At the other end, it narrowed slightly before flaring out again. She told him that it was a butt-plug, and that when it was inserted into his anus, the narrower section would prevent it being drawn. As he got nearer I noticed that his big cock was sticking out of his pants and still rock hard.I moved out from the wall to meet him and immediately took his big hard tool in my hand. It was a real beauty. Probably about nine inches and quite thick. I just stroked it and admired it for a while then dropped to my knees for a closer look. I'm very selective about sucking cocks, but this one was very special.So I took it into my mouth, immediately tasting his profuse amount of precum. I really. If he wanted to rape me, why hadn’t he done it? He’d certainly been ‘up’ for it. Did he break into women’s houses just to cop a feel? And why was I so incredibly angry? What difference did it make if a violent criminal was married? After awhile, I became fixated on the thought that I had to go back out there, that if I didn’t, he would surely come in and get me. When I came to this realization, I suddenly felt rushed. I really DID have to use the bathroom, and I quickly walked to the toilet and. She wanted to touch it, to watch it grow hard. She reached out, a tinge of fright skipping up her spine."Go on, Gloria urged. "Play with him.Pam's fingertips touched the thick sheath and she traced the tips of her fingers over the skin to his balls. She skimmed his balls, shaking inside, afraid Gypsy would jump to his feet."Don't be a chicken shit, Pam," Gloria sneered. "Make him hard."Driven by desire and curiosity, Pam brought her hand to Gypsy's sheath and moved the thick skin back and.