"What do you want from me", I cried."Shut up bitch" he whispered in my ear.He continued asking me questions about how to get in my house, and, what wo...ld be a safe exit, when I began to feel a stiff rod poking against my ass crack. It was so big. He was feeling around and found the end of the screwdriver." what do we have here?" He whispered in my ear "are you a faggot?" No. I'm bisexual" Well, whatever you are, I'm not here for you" he said as he started feeling around and found something that. It wasn't planned, but, afterward, we agreed that it couldn't hurt. We went back to sleep with me still plugged in, and we stayed like that for about an hour.This set the pattern for the rest of my stay with Mrs. X. I didn't have any trouble getting hard, but I was no faster than most men in recharging my balls. I was normally good for two consecutive shots of semen, but then I had to rest for a few hours to build up enough jizz for another try at impregnation. Sometimes, Mrs. X wanted a fuck. .." Just shut up, Milik." he said, cutting off my protests and poking his cock against my hole. "I'm sure. You've been tested and I haven't fucked anyone but Erin for ten years. We're both clean." Then he grabbed my shoulder and pressed in hard."Ahh, fuck!" I yelled as I felt him force his cock into me. In a second, he had forced his way past my ring, causing me to hiss in pain. Indifferent to how I felt, he continued to push in hard until I felt his hips slap into my ass. I think my eyes must. Placing her glass on the bar, she leaned forward, just enough to expose a hint of cleavage, and whispered into his left ear, her glossed lips just touching his skin, a little tease, a prelude of things to come. “Take me home. Fuck me, use me, I’m yours to do with what you will.” He looked up at her now, clearly jolted out of whatever reverie in which he had been lost. His greyish-blue eyes widened at her words, even as she ran her left hand up his right leg, as if in affirmation of what she had.