Her stroking produced six beautiful arcs of white semen arcing across the room. I stopped stroking her cunt and she hissed, "Don't stop touching me st...d!" She signaled for me to turn so my cock was facing her. She moved her head to my cock and started sucking on it. I shot more cum then into her mouth. This brought about her final orgasm. As her body slowly regained its equanimity she sat up, went to her desk and found the tape measure for finding the last inches of the semen as it passed. The shower was done and his penis and mind has calmed down. He dry’s off with a blue towel hanging on the rail of the wall and cleans out his ears. He brushes his teeth, sprays some deodorant and cologne on. Taking much consideration to his hair he combs it accordingly and runs back into his bedroom. A new pair of clothes is put on after he opens his closet, buttoned up white shirt, tie, khaki pants, and black shoes. A quick memory of the dildo he has in here flashes trough his mind. On his way. I started out screaming like a wimp until he had fucked me into total, quiet submission. He made me into his bitch. Even though he still fucked me like a hormone-crazed bull pummeling it's a target I took all of him by now. I wasn't making much sound anymore, I didn't disturb him in his act, my new role made itself even more obvious to me. I still whimpered now and then as he stuffed me full and pulled my hair.His cock was so big it bulged my stomach when he was all in. I felt even more. ”The entire room quieted at this, with a collective gasp at the sheer effrontery of the insult. The mood was not lightened when Uncle Wally responded, with a smile, “Quite so, and I prefer mine with a nice red wine and mushroom sauce.”You could practically hear the eyeballs clicking in their sockets as every eye in the room returned to Siobhan, now seething with anger at this rejoinder. “Sir, if you were my husband, I should poison your tea!”“Madame, if you were my wife, I should drink it!”At.