.why?why won’t it go deeper, your lips open in welcome yet the tongue chooses to graze the outsides, the mouth chooses to nibble softly on your lips... But, you have not long to wait and with a sigh you feel the tongue of your Dom press against your lips, parting them as pressure is added and a fire ignites in you as it touches the slick surface of your inner walls. Maddening rush of pleasure engulfs you and screams inside you as my tongue dips deeper – delving - further, caressing the soft. He knew what was coming with a horrible inevitability and screamed asthe jolt came through his collar. This time it was so strong he passedout.When he came to, he was sitting on a towel in one of the comfortablechairs in the small room without any idea how Tricia could have got himthere. He didn't know that she'd called for someone to help her beforeshe waited for him to reawaken because at the same time his bladder hadgiven way with the pain he was in and that also had to be cleaned up.Once. She nodded and we set out on the most awkward ride home. ****************************************** After about a week, I resumed my morning masturbations. Between not having those sessions and the internal turmoil of what my daughter confessed to me, I had the longest and worst week of my teaching career. We made it to Memorial Day and into June. We started the final week, exam week. Seniors had wrapped up their exams, but since I didn’t teach seniors, I still had actual work. My grading was. Matt jumped in surprise, "How did you know my name?" The Old man chuckled a little. "I'm a wizard. No, I'm not going to prove itto you." Which surprised Matt since he was just about to ask the Old Man todo just that.The Old Man pulled up a blue plastic egg and held it out to Matt. "I thinkthat this might be just what you're looking for. When you throw it, itexplodes with magical confetti. I guarantee that this will more than makeup for the joke they played on you." Matt wasn't sure about this..