After a few moments, Peter’s legs grew stiff, and his cock swelled even larger. “Fuck. Oh fuck,” he gasped. “I’m cumming.” In the last few...seconds Peter’s cock swelled so much it barely fit in his mouth. Jonathan pulled off, still frantically stroking, and had just enough presence of mind to keep his mouth open over the head, his tongue out, just as Peter keened a surprisingly high-pitched cry and his cock throbbed in Jonathan’s hand and exploded with a burst of hot cum that only partly got in. She was less than a meter from me and lunged at me with an uncanny proficiency. Andrea grabbed me by the waist and wrestled me onto the floor. The matches flew from my hands and slid across the carpet, well out of my immediate reach. I clawed and kicked at her, and she scratched at my naked body. I could smell alcohol emanating from her as she fought with me on the ground. I managed to move out from under her for a brief second and lunged towards the matches. At every second, she clawed and. Daddy bends down, grabs you and gently throw you over one of my big shoulders, like you weigh nearly nothing at all. You're then carried to the bathroom, where you are gently placed in the shower, where daddy hose you down, which makes you begin to come out of your fatigued state. Once I see that you are able to stand, I help you out of the shower, and order you to clean up properly, and wash and hang your suit up to dry. You are to leave the plug in, and keep your tagged collar on. I then. I got a hug from her mother and my hand shaken by her father. Her father led the way inside with his arm around Dollars. Missus Ingram took my arm. She said, "Don't worry. We won't bite hard." She chuckled.We came inside and Missus Ingram offered the two of us seats on the couch. Dollars sat in the middle giving me only a choice of which side of her I would sit. I sat down with my hands in my lap. She looked at me crossly. "Abraham Charles Easton, if you don't put your arm around me, I will.