Standing there in the semi-darkness, halfway up the staircase, she sat down on the stair and watched, as Roger stayed there on his hands and knees, pe...ring into the bathroom. The minutes ticked by, as she watched her husband, as he began manipulating his cock through the crotch of his pants, then he suddenly unzipped his fly and took his long, thick cock out. She knew how big it was, after all she had felt its size filling her cunt, often enough. His cock looked to be stiffer than ever, with. He gently took hold of my hair and pushed me down, ‘god l’ve missed you’ he said. I tried to open my mouth as much as l could, l could feel his cock touch the back of my mouth, sucking in air and holding it, l let him push my head down further. Feeling his end start to enter my throat, fighting back urges to choke and gag l took nearly all of him in my mouth. Rising up and down, fucking him with my mouth and throat. Controlling my stomach wasn’t easy as l. He didn't feel like he was in the dark. He felt like he was in a bright room on a sunny day with a beautiful girl. "Tuesday, you made my lights go on," he gasped. He could hear the pride in Tuesday's voice, "You should see what I can do when I can work on you for a couple of hours." "I think I would shatter into a thousand deliriously happy pieces." Tuesday stroked Gabe's thigh. "Take me to the film closet so we can talk privately a little." Tuesday said when it sounded like Gabe might be. I have found that getting a little older now my penis does not respond on demand as it once did. Those three ideas started to play in my head while I saw those cock cages passing by on tumblr.... What would my day look like home alone if I wasn't able to play with myself? How strange would my wife find it if I got a cock cage and gave her the key? Without having a clear answer to what it would look like I checked online and found a cheap one for 15$. I figured it would be curious to see so.