He paused and I knew. He came and I drank. And he cried out “exterminate!” like the Daleks do on TV when their ray guns erupt and their victims ...all dead. And I fell back as he released me, still swallowing the sweet blast he’d fired into my mouth, wiping the back of my hand on my lips to collect any drops that I might have missed, then scrambling back to my knees to engulf him, and suck that sweet prick all the way back to softness.Then we laughed at how we’d never see a scene like that on. I surveyed my equipment, double-checked my door lock and got busy. I loaded up one of the many JOI and encouragement playlists I'd made and set sights on my ropes. I wound the first around the base of my cock and balls, then separately around my cock - sorry, it was quite small, so I usually call it a 'clit' when dressed up - and then pulled the rope down between my balls, separating them and making them bulge in a wonderful ache. Tying the clit-trap off, I grabbed my plug and begun sucking,. “Hmm,” I replied, “I guess it would have to be one hell of a fuck!”“Well, was it?” he asked.“Oh yeah, the best fuck of my life!” He smiled and rammed his cock as hard and deep inside me as he could. It was beginning to hurt a little now, but there was no way I was going to stop now, no fucking way!“Oh, did I tell you I am POZ?” he asked sarcastically.I didn’t answer. Was he telling me he was POZ or just asking if he had told me he was POZ? It didn’t matter, with a cock like that, it was. ’ Jessica smiled, arching her eyebrows, but thankfully not making whatever smartass comment she was thinking. She flicked her long, blonde hair and shrugged. ‘At least Jake seems worth it, prime specimen that he is. Personally, I’d hate to go through life having only slept with one man. Especially the men I’ve known,’ she laughed. The rest of the afternoon, Heather actually had no trouble putting her reunion with Ty in the back of her mind. She was so busy she hardly had time to think of.