I was loving it, all too soon it was over though asI felt his shaft tense and he grabbed my head and forced his cock deepdown my throat as he shot his...load down my throat and into my mouth."Don't you spit that out" he said as he removed his deflating cock "Openyour mouth" as I did he took out our camera and took several photos of mewith a mouth full of bubbling spunk. "Ok swallow it and clean me up I didas I was told and he took some more pictures as I cleaned his cock and putit back in his. Hecould exit this anytime. So he thought he might as well enjoy the femaleexperience, along with the Olympic experience.He came out and sat on the toilet like a woman. He peed, and it came outfrom a different spot. It came from quite low down, underneath his penis- oops, underneath his clitoris. "So that's what peeing feels like for awoman," he thought.There was no need to wear loose shorts for training today. He might aswell wear the bun huggers, and get used to them.As he did his light. Does he still wonder why I like the safe distance of at least one room of separation, or does he know and just not care? In the car it’s even worse, I am truly a captive audience of one. I’m forced to endure the long ramblings of a short attentioned mind. His thoughts, flitting from subject to subject like a butterfly in the garden, strung into words and sentences, buzzing from his lips like lost, misguided bees pour into my ears and puddle in my head, a stinging assault I am obligated to. It looked like one of Jenny's jobs and I wondered if Dana had done it herself or had some help. Whichever, it looked really nice.Dana walked out of the kitchen with a tray and mugs with separate cream and sugar as well as a couple of small spoons. She put the tray down on the coffee table in front of me and then joined me on the sofa."You're awfully quiet, Vinnie," she said with a slight smile."Hmmm ... just thinking," I answered without realizing it was the truth."A penny for your thoughts?"I.