"Yeah, I guess it does," I said to change the subject. "So how old are you Rodney." Twenty eight, and before you asked I did two hitches in the big gr...en machine. I stumbled around some before Martin found me working as a guard on an armored car. This is my first mission for the Swamp Dog too." Well I have been a cop, with some protection assignments, so you might want to let me set them up, at least at first." I said it but figured I was in for a fight, since men don't usually like to defer to. He's grunted at me to "take it" and he pounded my ass hard with deep and blunt thrust. I'm groaning into the mattress as he's slamming in and out of me. He's pulling his entire cock out and shoving it back into me. The feeling of my ass gripping his cock as he shoves himself back into me turns him on more.He flips me over onto my back and pushes my legs onto his shoulders. He tells me he wants to see my face as he puts his babies inside of me. He's staring into my eyes. He's asking me how it. I suppose she would be embarrassed by this. That is the type of person she was. Kind of weird she would openly ask to suck my cock and do it all night long and very obviously enjoyed it but then deny she was banging herself with giant dildos while I was gone. I guess she wanted that to herself. But I wanted to share that it turned me on still does. Call it a fetish. I knew for sure what she was doing because I got home early one day. I had been gone all week. I went inside our two story house.. " Jane said, referring to the room which contained the rod.Susan nodded. Something strange was going on. She opened her senses and could feel that the feeling in the house was almost electric. But she found she couldn't read anybody. This disturbed her almost as bad as the rod calling her. Had she done something wrong? Had she offended it in some manner? The rod itself was silent towards her. Susan shivered and headed for the cloister bath.She met Jane again in the bath, filling the large tub..