I hate that bloody thing, it's 10mm high density delrin. It doesn't sting, it doesn't thud, it just hurts like nothing else and is referred to as "The...Cunt". The Cunt is normally left out of play as she and I both hate being hit with it. However this week, I'd had a little mishap. I'd leaked, twice.The first time had been the day before, while edging. I had just let myself calm down from the brink and had begun to build myself up again, my shaft throbbing in my hand as I stroked it. All of a. The toes on his shoes were scuffed and worn. Worn knees on pants and scuffed toes on your shoes are sure signs of someone who spends a lot of time on their knees praying. I smiled and motioned down the hallway and I followed him to the kitchen. "Janice, I have a volunteer here to help with lunch." Pastor Clinton called out when we entered the kitchen."Thank you pastor." Janice will help get you get plugged in, so just follow her advice." Pastor Clinton turned and left me standing here.Janice is. With a little assistance from a few servants, Kola put it in order and made it hospitable for us five to live in. It had been vacant for a number of years. As for Rory and Zahra, I found them comfortable lodgings next to ours. Finally I put Tagus in a room on a floor above our chambers where he could hide away in privacy if he wanted. When I took him to his chamber I had a quick word with him. I made it very short and sweet."I've been speaking to that man we spared off of the Swordfish," I told. I was already there. Waiting with a huge hard erection, all from anticipation. I stood there slowly stroking and heard the quiet scrap of the wood patch on her side. Then leaned closer to my wall so my cock would be all visible to her curious eyes. Hard and tense. I almost came from thinking about her looking and wondered if she fingered herself there but was afraid to duck down and look!I whacked off again for her and came in seconds. This went on for a whole week, me waiting in our washroom.