He looked back at the house thinking about his conversation with his son. This had been the longest conversation with his son in ages. It wasn’t muc..., but it was a start.It took a little time, but the burgers were soon cooked. He put them on the plate and carried them into the house. His daughter was there. She had sliced some tomatoes and onions. She had also remembered to put some lettuce out. Someone had set out the ketchup and mustard, too. His son set the pot of beans on the table.There. The reportsI?ve been getting have been most disturbing. Even yesterday, here at thespa, you were anything but gracious and cooperative. And then last night,in the kitchen, the chef tells me you were even rude and condescending.And then again this morning with Debbie? is there no end? I have had it!I would tell you this little experiment is over right now.?Tuck?s eyes began to tear up, it really was over. His body slumped atthought of the loneliness that would be his life.?I would, but I can?t,. I was liking being master. I opened the vegetable bin, and pulled out the largest zuchini we had, about 16 inches long, and 8 inches around, much bigger than her arm. I showed it to her, and said my weiner won’t hurt you, but this will, (I hope). I lubed it up with butter, and proceeded to work it in her pussy, until I was ramming it home as fast as I could, she must have cum 5 times, I pulled it out after her orgasm, and started trying to put it up her behind, and itI was tough going, she. As bizarre as the situation was, I needed to cum and was determined to enjoy it."Unnnggghhh!" Bucking my hips off the bed - as far as the handcuffs would allow - I watched as my cock literally exploded, showering the two of us with cum. It looked like a fucking firehose as it sprayed us with thick wads of gooey semen, spurting so fast you'd almost swear it was a steady stream."Ooohhh, yesss!" Still jerking my cock, Vicky aimed it at me, allowing a few spurts to land on my face before dying away.