" Her tone turned even dreamier. "I love how hard his cock flexes when he cums. He's the best ever."I smiled with her, and the conversation moved on. ...ater, as I thought about it, I started to wonder just how good a guy had to be to be the best ever. I should have let it go, but I had to find out.I knew that it became an obsession. I knew that it was a dangerous one. I could easily lose my job in pursuing it. I still had to find out. I knew in my heart that I was willing to do almost anything. “Master, I can’t hold it back. Pl – plea – please let….” And it’s all I could muster before I thought I’d explode. He doesn't let up on me; he doesn't give me a fighting chance. He is testing me, and I know it. I don’t want to disappoint him. I know better than to orgasm without asking if I can first. I growl out, trying to regain composure, but he makes it worse. He turns the notch of the toy one more, now on four. His tongue is working in and out of me faster than before. I lift my head. "Well well," she said "judging by that bulge in your skirt I'd say you've had fun while I've been gone". She then went on to tell me that she'd been out buying a few 'surprises' and alot of sexy new outfits for herself. All on MY credit card of course. To my horror, she then informed me that she was going out tonight looking for a bit of casual sex with a real man. I hung my head in shame, knowing that she meant what she said. "By the way, I've bought you something slut" she said and reached. Surprisingly, there was nothing that was a truly foreign concept. If anything, everything they had was just more advanced than what was readily available on Earth, and it all came in wildly different sizes.On one wall you had something that resembled a GT Racer that was big enough to fit a giant, and a few meters away there was one sized for a pygmaean ... or a small human-looking child. While Ilnod had never had the opportunity to ski or snowboard, a sled was something that he was definitely.