Some how the thing molded into my own skin,it lubricated like a woman's, it felt warm and slippery. It put out itsown odor and when Mistress would put...a dildo in it, I really felt itsliding in me. Having that part really took a lot of getting used to. About Seven months into the misery, she started making me, no forcing me,to go out on a date with a boy the Mistress knew. He was a little olderthan me and a lot stronger. His name was Cody. He was a horny Seventeenyear old. I had a large wardrobe. Eric and the other trio were ashamed to be having orgasms with me. Sono way were they sucking my cock. Or touching my cock. Or even justkissing me. So I submitted to their filthy lust with no expectation ofmy own orgasm. Or their adoration. Or even admiration.My bar was really low at that time.Mom was determined to raise it."Your days of giving without getting are over, Andrew," she declaredprophetically.A big promise.Was Mom a politician?Or did she have a plan?"Let's talk about me before. When she opened the door, Ally was stunned to find the room totally dark. "Are you in here, Professor Salinger?" she asked, squinting her eyes to help them adjust to the lack of light."Yeah. Go ahead and flip on the lights."Ally did as he requested. Professor Salinger spun around in his swivel chair to make eye contact with Allison, and instead found his jaw dropping at the sight of the goddess standing before him."Wow," he gasped without thinking. "You look terrific!"His expression reminded. . my cunt squeezing his emptied cock.Then We smiled and then he continued to fuck me, his shiny dick sliding up into me, between my open legs as i watched.So Mr Stranger guy; Thanks for letting me know about that deep ejaculation, Mr fucker...I thought.Then I was cumming again.ohh ohh this felt soo fucking fantastic and so I was gone again; into another wave of light and orgasm washing over me and taking me with it for a ride...Get to know about.I peeked a look up at him.He had stopped fucking.