I made her dance again with the voltage, repeating the process over the course of about an hour. Her eyes were taped while I did it and I never told h...r when exactly the next dosage of electricity would hit her, and I could sense that she was slowly beginning to go insane. I had worked on her for about eight hours by now and I was impressed, but I also knew the game was close to its inevitable end: Miss I-Am-The-Law was a piece of raw meat now, stinking like cattle, bruised and exhausted, her. She would grab hold of my phallus with her teeth and stoke it with her tongue. My brief was wet with her saliva.Next, she grabbed the rim of the brief and I raised my hip and she took out the brief. Finally, my phallus was free and it was throbbing to its glory. She grabbed it and started lurching it. Meanwhile, she was playing with my scrotum with her tongue. Slowly she went even downwards and started simulating the junction point of the scrotum and body. It sends waves of pleasure to me and I. We had an audience.One little kid asked the question no one else had, “What does he win? He ate three in under the time to win for eating just one.”“Oh, I wasn’t doing the contest. It wouldn’t be fair. I can eat a lot of sushi and still be hungry, so I got three of the giant rolls. I did the whole contest thing the last time I was here,” I told the kid.I insisted that I pay for my three rolls. They didn’t argue the least bit.It isn’t like I will even notice whatever the bill and tip are for the. ” “Believe me when I say that there is no way to stop him from sneaking home to try and watch you lying naked by the pool. So I can either be in control of the situation from the start, or I can go crazy wondering if he will ever come over and try to do something anyway. And believe me; I just can’t handle that kind of doubt and fear. ““Well, is he …ummm….you know…”“Oh, damn girl, he has a 9” cock, if that is what you were worried about?”“Oh my…I just meant is he handsome.”“Ooops, my bad. He is.