And he certainly wouldn't give it the satisfaction of breaking him. Whatever it did to him, he would take it like a man.He had somehow forgotten his e...posed organ during this brief exchange, but he remembered at once when the demon reached for it. Staring straight ahead, he focused on the opposite wall and prepared himself to ignore the offense, but doing so would prove impossible. His attacker did not simply seize his dick, but instead reached into his open jeans and gripped his testicles,. "And they're down around my waist. Hers looked like they would jump up rather than fall down when she took her bra off. Miss Helium Tits. I suppose I'm just lucky she wasn't around when we were courting." Not really," John reassured her, "Looking like she does, she'd have been mobbed by the rich kids with Ferraris. A poor guy like me wouldn't have got a look in. I'd still have picked you dear."Liz gave him a mock frown. "Hrumph, I need to finish my shower. Do you want to see if there's anything. There was a knock at the door. With an election a week ago my door has been inundated with campaigners knocking on it. Assuming it was another one I ignored it and continued stroking my hard cock through my pantyhose. The knock continued so I put on my robe to go shoo them away. I opened the door and to my horror it was the dishwasher repair man. I had forgotten my wife told me the night before he was coming over. I felt trapped! I let him, somehow hoping he wouldn’t notice my hosiery. Not in any abusive or negative way, everything we do has been throughly discussed with limits set. He gets to release his stress through sex and I get the hardcore humiliation and rough sex I crave but he's often to genital of a man to give me. I immediately jump into action, I have a few things that are expected of me to have done before he gets home. They include giving myself a thorough enema as we often have anal sex or at the very least him shoving something up there when he's frustrated..