You know they’re dildos.” I can see the hint of a smile on his lips, so I think he’s enjoying the joke.“If they’re dildos, Sir, they’d hav... vibrators in them, but as you can see, they haven’t a switch on the side. So they must be toy rockets.”He plays along with my joke. “The switch is usually on the bottom, Mister Adams.”Lifting one up I look at the bottom, and I place a surprised look on my face while I extend a finger toward the middle of the base, “Oh, this may be a switch.” I flick the. Not many took up the offer, and My Lady was on hand to ensure that no harm or undue pain was involved. One lady took a six-inch metal clip from her hair, opened it over my cock, and slowly released the clasp to allow the many metal teeth to sink into it. I was frightened but could see no skin was broken, and I marvelled at the two rows of teeth indentations that were left after the clip was opened and removed. She then consoled my cock with mouth and tongue - the cock that had recently been. Tarpon flats. Ok? May I have a good night kiss?’ ‘I would love it.’ I pulled her to me and pressed my lips gently to hers, her lips parted and I inserted my tongue and found her’s. It was heaven. She broke away and said, ‘I need my rest.’ I watched her go into my room and I found another bed after a heart wrenching debate with myself. The next morning we had a quick breakfast and headed for Little Mullet Key across glass smooth waters. The four stroke wound out and the GPS said we were doing. We were gasping for breath and we were sweating in the cool evening air like we had just run a marathon.My husband’s friend picked me up, carried me into the pool and walked into its depths as I lay spent in his arms. Larry carried me over to a return water vent and lined my pussy hole with the rushing water and rinsed his cum from my vagina.After cleaning me, he stood me in front of him and he kissed me. The kiss combined with the cool water had a sobering effect on me, sobering enough that I.