.and exploded down my throat. Spurt after spurt of hot cumm filled my mouth as I continued stroking the other.It tasted so good, but made me want more...I gently licked and massaged the spent cock until he slid out of the hole.Now I could focus on the other.And boy did I!Right away I swallowed it to the balls, licking those beautiful balls as I held it deep down my throat.I wasn't as gentle now and ferociously sucked it like a cumm crazed slut.Soon another cock poked though the other hole,making. She also made it clear that only shecould take of my nappies even if it was to use the potty. Efforts toremove the diapers on my own would not be tolerated and if caught doingso would be prevented in future by the use of rather drasticrestraints. This both excited and scared me at the same time.She then got me to take of my Western clothes. She put a pair of plainplastic panties over the still dry diapers but promised somethingprettier latter in the week. She then got me to put on a very. It was a bit painful, but I got it in. I twisted the knob hoping for the best, and felt the vibration inside my pussy, nothing great. I turned the knob some more, and it felt better. I turned it all the way, and it finally felt good. I began fucking myself, going in and out slowly, pulling up on it to feel the vibration in my clit. My mind began venturing off, into mom, tanya, and being raped. I felt myself getting wet, it became easier and easier pushing it all in, with little pain. Thoughts. The last thing you want to do during sex is worry about whether or not you’re going to ejaculate. This internal hyperfocus ironically makes it more likely that you will ejaculate (or will make it challenging to get hard in the first place because of performance anxiety).Make a practice of noticing things about your partner that you love. Maybe their eyes are gorgeous? Maybe their ass is delicious? Maybe you love their moans? Maybe you love how present they are with you?Try running your hands.