...and sent shivers deep upwards to her now erect love button.Toying with the motor synchronous...he played the phallus up and down...back and forth.....judging theintensity by the reactions of her hips, her eyes.......the intensity of her moans.THEN, he broke the silence......and whispered...."This is the best part......" and hit the orange button in The every middle of the remote.....It was like a symphony......the phallus hummed from tip to base....to sac....which she had not. I told her that I had taken pictures of her getting fucked and sucking a Black guy's cock, and unless she wanted everyone who she had ever known to see them, she would do exactly what I told her to do for now on, and for her to strip, NOW and HERE.She took off all of her clothes and stood before me. I told her to stand still with her hands at her side, and I walked around her to inspect her body. Nice tits with great nipples, although they might have been a little sore looking. Great looking. "Cornelius Quadratus simply gaped at me, his poetic discipline havingdeserted him."Oh, merda," I said, and hiccupped. "I need to examine that amphora.It's supposed to fill up again."It wasn't in my hands, and that confused me greatly, until Corneliusextended the Fiasco in his own grip. "When did you take this?" I saidaround my thick, disobedient tongue."I didn't want you to drop it," he said, offering it back.I took it and tried to focus my gaze inside it. It felt heavy enough. "Did you. Of course, it was impossible to tell from the context what she’d actually meant, there was no way unless he reappeared on the scene, of course. ‘Of course… of course.’ I’ll refrain from the Mr. Ed jokes. Oh, wait. I didn’t. Sorry. ‘You’d be surprised how long he will last.’ I’d go with ‘he’ll’ in dialogue, Contractionless Woman. My heart raced as I watched him walk to the counter. This is the third time her heart has ‘raced’ in this story. Her heart is already sped up from previous paragraphs….