Training and lessons for silence. No sexy stuff. Thatdidn't stop you going home after every private session and stroking yourselfuntil you came in big...fat globs of pent-up excitement. Or playing withyourself at home getting used to the feeling of too-tight panties while yourcock tented them outwards. It didn't stop you lusting after Ellen in everywaking moment, and looking at those pictures you kept on your phone everychance you get."It feels really good," you confirm with a smile. It would. Eventually, he said enough, and the guys let me down. I was dizzy and fell immediately to the ground as they laughed. 'Shower time' I heard the man who had won the competition for slapping me holler at the rest of the guys. The guys who had put me in the handstand now carried me over to the paddling pool full of stale piss and threw me in head-down. I stumbled to sit up, covered in their piss. 'Now that the fuckpig is in place, she is now the new urinal. Remember the only rule goes is that her. My stomach flipped and tingles seemed to follow his fingers down my arm. Oh boy.Nat finally seemed to realize that I was staring at him. His eyes cleared and he smiled."So, what do you think about dinner? I'd be happy to run pick something up so that you can stay off of your ankle."I tried joking in order to get my mind off of what Nat's touch was doing to my body. "Ah, I've always wanted a manservant." Manservant? And here I thought I was just being a nice guy by getting an ice pack. Ah, to be. . OOFFFF..., she sucked me more fervently. Sucking my heavy balls elicited even a stronger reaction. She continued to suck my dick, cupping my balls in her hands, sliding her mouth up and down on my dick, making little circles with her tongue. She looked up at me with those gorgeous gray eyes and the sight of her little pink mouth stretched all around my dick was really turning me on. After 10 minutes of hardcore sucking, I told her to get some honey pour on my cock and then suck. She did as.