I opened my door and there was a young and very attractive looking guy standing there, probably in his late twenties. . He said he was sorry to annoy ...e but that he'd bought next door and was checking it out. I was only half listening as my eyes looked over his beautiful body lingering on the obvious bulge in his trousers. I swallowed hard, pretending to give him my full attention but imagining sliding my hand slowly rubbing against it and my other hand slowly unzipping him until I was able to. Steve has gotten this for her recently as a birthday gift. It was a large, exceptionally life-like strap-on dildo. Except that unlike most others, it was not one of those that were mass-produced and made of rubber or silicone, but was carefully fashioned by a craftsman in Berlin. First there was an aluminum core which kept the dildo rigid and sticking up nice and straight, unlike so many other dildos which had a tendency to droop. Around this core, resin was shaped for the body of the dildo, a. It still didn't really know the real thing, I mused, as I pushed the mower around the yard, but it was getting a lot closer to finding out.Finishing the back yard, I paused at the gate. This, now, was the real test - did I have the guts to go out naked and mow the front lawn? I thought of Karen walking down the street naked, and my prick stiffened even more.Taking a deep breath, I pushed the gate open and stepped out, the concrete walk hot under my bare feet. I was more conscious than ever of. Anthony took his lips from my nipple and looked up at me and asked, "Are you going to cum?"Through heavy breathing, I answered, "Yes, I'm so close, I'm going to cum soon!"He quickly responded back, "Stop, get off of me."I didn't stop immediately, as it was feeling so good, and he snapped, "I said stop! Stand up."He caught my attention and I abruptly stopped, and as he asked, I stood up off of him."You don't cum until I tell you you can. Do you understand?"I responded like a scolded puppy, "Yes,.