” I pleaded. “You’ll be OK. Just relax. You just need to adjust to the volume….” Jerome encouraged me. But I did not could take it. I was to... full. I was stretching too much. As I lay there on my back, legs splayed open, my pussy gaping open for all to see, but abdomen continued to swell and my vagina continued to open and moisten. I had to stop this intrusion into me bowels; I needed to get some release. I started to reach down to grasp the tube; I was going to try to yank it out, with or with. "Do you have an account with us, Mr. Caren?" No, and it's Caern," Ryan answered, with a trace of anger."Excuse me?" the teller said, looking over the top of his glasses."My name is Caern. Ryan Caern." Isn't that what I just said, Mr. Caren?" The man's tone was one of annoyance, as if he was doing Ryan an enormous favor by performing this transaction and Ryan simply wasn't remotely grateful enough to suit the teller."No," Ryan said, holding on to his temper with both hands. "You said Caren, both. Taking his cock out he began idly stroking it while she continued talking. cindy licked her lips in anticipation more than once. Reliving the experience to her husband was rekindling her lust. She felt her nipples hardening and her pussy beginning to moisten some more. But she unfortunately knew that Glen wasn't into what he called "sloppy seconds" and that she was going to have to clean up before she would get fucked again.After cindy finished her story Glen smiled at her. "Sit back a little,". Instead he laid one hand beside her face, said, “Good night, Diana. I’m sure we’ll see each other before our Friday date, right? Sleep well.”Diana managed to whisper, “Good night. Thank you.” And then he was gone.The second “practice date” went much like the first, up to a point. And Diana actually did feel a little less petrified, even though this time James took her to a restaurant in town instead of the more familiar dining commons. Once again he steered the conversation to subjects that she.