‘It’s big’, she said. ‘Look, love, I am not even trying, hava look, there’s heaps to go yet. She looked, and surprise was evident on her fac..., as unknowingly she still had both hands around it, and could see there was still plenty of slack to take up, in a manner of speaking! ‘OH DAVE, I’M SO SORRY’, and she was by the look on her face! She removed her hands, which reduced the width of my dick by about 2 millimeteres. ‘OH, your’e right, Dave, that feels better’! she said ‘OhKay..carry on. That didn’t take long.”“No Eddie, that’s called precum, when your older like me that comes out before the real explosion.“Cool.”He leaned over and licked the precum off the tip of my cock with his tongue. He smacked his lips and stared into space as if he was deciding whether or not he liked it. But I knew he did.“Tastes good.” He said.“Well, Eddie, there is more where that came from. Just do to me what I did to you earlier.“Alright!”The boy then took my cock into his little mouth and began to. ”Coaxing your legs apart, I grabbed either side of your wet thong and pulled it down your legs, laying the wet underwear out neatly beside your jeans. A soft tuft of auburn curls lay at the apex of your thighs, which were already getting tacky from the dried pee. Taking the damp cloth, I wiped the sticky urine off, then forced your thighs apart again to dab at the curls between your legs. “No, stop, please,” you begged again, your voice shaky and fragile. “Jack, no! Stop!” You attempted to. She couldn't move backward to relieve the tension in her legs without pulling on the clamps.It seemed impossible that things could get worse, but she was wrong.The women moved behind her and took her long hair upward, braiding it and tying off the end with twine. Then, the knotted hair was attached to the rope hanging from the ceiling. Somewhere in the room, something started clicking again and Patricia felt tugging against the roots of her hair. The rope was pulling her upward, stretching both.