Empty. I went back to her room. "Violet the box is empty. No more gloves." Once again, her face got frustrated and upset. "Uhhh....ok. I can wait till...you get back and buy some more." I was so hard at this point I didn't care. "Violet...if you’re in pain you need this pill now. With or without gloves, I can do this. Don't worry about me." She was so shocked she didn't know what to say. "Uhh...well uhh...if you say so..." I went to her bathroom to wash my hands quickly. I came back and opened up. I want to hear. She was quiet for a couple of seconds and then said very faintly, Maybe. I heard her shift around and then she said she was pulling down the covers. I heard her give a sharp intake of breath and I knew she had uncovered his cock. Go ahead babe, touch it. Shhhhh, I am. He is not hard yet. He might not have been but I definitely was. Go ahead and put it into your mouth while its soft. Let him get hard in your mouth. I heard her moan softly at the thought. Then she said. It seemed the old goat had known what he was doing after all. Apart from anything else, he had apparently saved my marriage.Clearly in FUCK he had devised some kind of sexual super-drug. I compared it with what I had heard and read about drugs such as Viagra; they had had remarkable results in many cases, but surely nothing to compare with what Albert's invention had done for me. But I remained uneasy about what its effects might be, how long they would take to wear off, and whether I could. I can tell it's good and hard."Peter deftly unzipped his jeans and took out his prick, his hand shaking only a little. He had an unusually large glans at the end of his man-sized pecker, and it was wet and shiny from his excitement. It stuck straight up in the air."Ooooh, Jesus! Peter, you really have a nice one!" Joan cried. "Jack off a little, only don't come."Peter proudly wrapped his hand around the long stem of hard flesh, and pumped slowly up and down."God, Peter, it's bigger than your.