In the background I imagined the gnashing of teeth and the popping of jaw muscles.“I saw the car pull up and called Jenny,” Jim said.“My phones ...on’t work,” I said.Jenny made a mad dash to my outside landline connection. The wires were outside the box. She touched nothing but dialed the State Police.I was unaware of who she called but response was immediate. A video was made; fingerprints were taken.A call was placed to Telstra, who responded that the cellphone at my address had been ordered. With cum still leaking from my tip, Steven put his mouth back on me and moaned at the taste of my jizz. He sucked me, almost lovingly, until he had drained every drop. Then, in silence, he slipped out of my room.I layed there, completely spent and perhaps in shock. I awoke late the next day and layed in bed as I tried to process the night before. “A one time thing.” I thought to myself and decided to just leave it at that. I doubt that Steven would say anything and of course, I would just denie. Jack then immediately bend down, grabbed Bob by the waist,pulled him up tight, took a whiff and then said, "Hey Sam, that smells likeDuane! Yeah man, that's Duane's strap. I can tell that crotch anytime!He's stuffed enough cock straps and underwear in my mouth when he wasplaying with me, that I can tell it from across the room." "So guys!" Bob quickly asked. "Tell me about this Duane guy!What's he like? If I'm gonna be wearing his strap, I need to knowsomething about him." Looking over. ”“Yes, Mistress.”From that point on, Jamie was banished to sleeping on the couch until his Mistress turned his den into a pretty, pink bedroom. He was glad to have a proper bed again and thanked his Mistress profusely. She claimed she only did it to save her couch from getting ruined.He spent his weekends waiting for his wife to come home to give him a special treat. He would eat her cummy-cunt until all the sperm was cleaned from it. Occasionally, Sheila would visit and she would let him suck.