Toby went home, and I leapt on my bike and pedalling furiously was soon at the hospital. I found my very distressed mother on Florence Nightingale war..., father in surgery, though she had seen him before hand on a gurney, pale and out of it on pain killers. After a long while, well just after midnight actually, a doctor pulled mother to one side and told her that the spike had removed father`s genitals, and had pierced his bowel, though the surgeon had sorted that, and he would recover though he. That's very pretty but I'm afraid later means later. Now get your slutty ass out of bed and go make us some coffee. We have a big day ahead." With that he rose and went into our walk-in wardrobe, his long cock bobbing in front of him, pointing the way. I reached down to touch myself with the image of his hard cock in my mind."And don't get any ideas, Dominique."Oohhhh... I thought to myself, crossing my arms and pouting. It's no fun being hot and wet and not allowed to touch yourself. Then I. ”I took her hand and led to my bed. I pulled the bedspread down to the foot of the bed. Then Julie got on the other side and helped me fold it over a couple more times until it lay nicely at the foot of my bed. Together we pulled the sheet down about halfway and crawled in.I turned her onto her back, leaned over her, and kissed her. I was gentle at first, then I got a little more forceful, and finally I was in complete control of that young woman under me. I smashed my breast into her breast. “I would love to blow your thick, nine-inch erection while I watch you blow a huge cock. Perhaps a shemale?,” I tell him almost as an afterthought as I warm to the idea.“That has great appeal for me, I would be most comfortable with a very pretty, hung shemale. Tell me some more Sarah.”“I want to blow your thick, nine-inch erection while I watch.”“Is that a promise Sarah? I am aroused, very aroused at the thought of it.”“You know I always keep my promises when sexual pleasure is involved,” I.