Mark sat back with his legs wide apart, completely naked and with a raging hardon. ‘I gotta do something about that!’ Tom said looking at Mark’s...nice hardon. He was starting to recover a little. ‘Jack me off?’ he suggested. ‘Sure, if you’d like that.’ ‘Sounds great.’ Tom would have blown Mark if he had wanted that. He had done that before, but Mark really liked it when Tom jacked him off. Well, to each his own. Tom like jacking Mark off and watching him squirt. Tom went into his bedroom and got. It’s long body contorted around, legs scuttling on the ground, splashing flaming oil to burn on the cobblestone.Finally, something I could—The thing’s back half uncoiled and slammed into my chest. I grunted as shadows swirled, swallowing up the burst of fire exploding around me. I stumbled back a step, my chest aching, the leather armor absorbing only some of the impact. A cough burst from my lungs.“Gods damn it,” I grunted as the thing hissed and chittered.Metal rang behind me. The air. After a few tries then finally got it hard enough to go in, so he started pumping on me.“Ahhh….ahh…ahhh, fuck me harder!” I screamed loud enough for my husband from outside the room.Suddenly my husband rushed in the room with flowers in his hands.“What the hell are you guys doing?” My husband yelled. He dropped the flowers on the floor.“I’m giving you your anniversary present, honey. Isn’t this what you wanted? For your father to fuck me every night, I’m just giving you what you want. You. I will try to come out of it.”She held her bag and started getting up.Me – “Wait. Let me drop you”Di – “No. It’s fine. I have an office cab. I will manage”She started walking back. I felt strange. I felt my head feeling light after this weight was out. But I was not sure how to overcome the problem though. I told her confidently that I would.A few months passed. And there was no change in my mind. Thoughts kept coming. I kept convincing myself that she was the one who took care of me and I.