..just because EE had screwed up and shot his load after 83 days,and had had to report it to Mistress Olivia. "And the next time" she'd typed to EE "I...ll make you gothrough the same thing and then blow the hustler, too!" Now EE ran his hand up and down his dick faster and faster, thinking ofthe humiliation. He wished she'd ordered him to go to a dominant Mistress, butshe knew best...a male hustler was what he deserved, apparently. Suddenly, he felt the semen leaving his balls...it was coming. However I did wake up early one morning with John stroking me and he gave me a great blowjob to start my day. The next day I could go home and end all this distancing stuff. We were all pretty much keeping to ourselves, and since no one was leaving the park, then the people already here were a little looser about it. It had been pretty empty before, and with no new people being allowed, as well as the ones who left to go home there were only a couple other people besides myself and Laurie,. We went to the house of the young man and we sat in the living room and stripped in front of the young pimp my wife said to him: What do you think Bhumai? Replied, saying: flesh exciting and popular and valuable goods. Began the friendship and trust between us and firmly established the young man who explained to me how my wife and I, in exercise of pimping pleasure in particular a female babe as my wife, who he described as a first class whore. Ride Pimp up my wife whores and became marry from. He just stood facing his mother with his cock throbbing even harder in his hand.“Is that, um, because of me?” his mother asked.“Yes, Mom,” he confessed.She was gazing steadily at his rod. “I see,” she said after a long silence. “Were you ... touching it while we were talking?”“Yeah, Mom. I couldn’t help it. I’m so sorry.”Cathy just stared at her son’s huge cock. “I, uhhh, don’t mind, baby,” she finally said. “You better finish. It looks painful, honey.”“Oh god,” Ken groaned. He didn’t need to.