It was not tight, in fact it barely touched me as I felt it descending the length of my shaft. Something soft was now pressing against my groin around...the base of my cock and enclosing my scrotum. I seemed to be inside a tube of some kind, barely touching the hard walls of the tube. I felt a strap being drawn around my hips and two others between my legs and they were fastened together in the back. Whatever this was it was now strapped to me with my cock trapped inside.Now I felt a sucking. The security system at the motel yielded some results. Have you ever heard the name Andre Hearst before?”“No, it doesn’t ring a bell.”“He’s a small-time video-pornographer. He rented a room at the same motel we found your wife’s car. He used an alias, but we recognized him. We are trying to contact him, but it seems he doesn’t have a studio or permanent address. Do you mind if I talk with your wife?”“I guess not. Let me ask her and call you back. She’s with her mother right now.”“Okay, but in. ‘Paul, its not only that your big its that its a really nice cock all around! You put all other guys to shame!’ She smiled and stopped touching herself and grabbed a small bottle of some sort of oil. ‘I am going to give you a nice massage. A really nice massage!’ I tense up thinking she is just going to give me a hand job but she starts to pour the oil onto my chest and she rubs it all in. Running her hands along my chest getting down to my stomach and touching my pubic hairline just teasing. Not a chance.They hated each other on sight and I was in the middle of a verbal cat fight.After that, every time I came home from an evening meeting of the robotics club Jessica would be very interested for a change in how the evening went. I finally figured out that Jessica was horribly jealous and felt especially threatened by Allison.One evening I was amazed when Jessica showed up at a club meeting, ostensibly to bring me dinner — which had never happened before.Allison and I were sitting.