Every time I softened after cumming, Alex would suck my cock until it hardened again. Wow! What a night. She was right. I will never forget the night...of our engagement. The next morning I awoke to the aroma of fresh coffee brewing. As I gingerly staggered into the kitchen, Alex served me ham and eggs along with my coffee. We both laughed at how sore we were. With a broad smile, Alex said. ‘I’m, so sore, I don’t know if I’ll be able to walk upright for a week. I think the next time we do. ” He led me into his bedroom. Once we got inside, he drew the blinds and started to remove his clothes and told me to do the same. For an old man, he was in pretty good shape, short with a small protruding belly and lots of flabby skin and even though his cock was soft, I could tell he had a big cock because soft it hung halfway down his leg. It was pretty thick, too. Thank goodness he had a nice helmet head on his cock and the head was way bigger then the shaft. It looked like a lemon. As best I could tell, the very thin electrode needles were also very short, only just long enough to penetrate my skin, the thin layer of flesh and to reach my skull. A quick sight blob check elsewhere in the facility told me the date and time, and nowhere near enough time had passed for them to have drilled this number of tiny holes through my skull. My fear eased a little, but only because the situation wasn't YET as bad as I first thought. The "yet" was still very worrying.With ten times as. "That was a good arrangement and quite mature of Simon to understand the reasons behind it." I remarked. "Did he realise you have needs that required privacy?" Well we never discussed it in so many words, but I told him we both needed a little uninterrupted time to ourselves and he seemed to understand. Can you help me take the dining chairs down to the car? We can sit on the sofa to eat for a few days."After a few trips to the car we sat back on the sofa to get our breaths back. "Can I ask you.