(This is the fourth part of a 4
part series set in my 'Steel World' universe. Students of my 'Better
Femdom Writing' class will recognize the previous lessons at work
here, including: Women driving the plot but the Man making a Choice,
Leaving Room for Escalation, Hot Dialog and Gut Punches, Showing the
First and Skipping the Second, and Staying on Target. This is
required reading for the final lessons, Lessons 7 and 8.)
"My my, Mr. Lewen, just look how
far you've come!" Lori giggled as Robert rushed to lay out
plates for their Chinese take out. "Did you ever think you'd be
setting the table in front of teenaged girl wearing nothing but your
chastity cage and a smile?"
"I
am not
smiling!" the nude man cried, trying to get the humiliating task
over with as quickly as possible.
It
was day twenty seven, his last scheduled night out of the cage before
Martha got home. Lori had to let him orgasm tonight, she
had to-
and that's the only reason he agreed to her humiliating suggestion to
strip this far ahead of bedtime! She
had seen him nude before, why did her giggles make him blush each
time?
"Well then that's something
we've still got to work on, isn't it?" the girl laughed, and as
he rushed past with his hands full of takeout, she gave his bare butt
a solid spank.
"Lori!"
"Oh hush. You love being
nude for me, I can already see your little stiffie stretching your
cage," she giggled, making the naked man blush anew as he rushed
to the kitchen and back. “Don't worry, I won't tell your wife how
hard you try to get every time I make you strip. If I did, she might
never let you wear clothes at home again!”
“Thanks.
I so
appreciate that,” Robert said. But he was smiling as he said it.
Lori grinned and crossed her legs.
“Make sure to set a place for
Celeste too.”
Robert swallowed hard. “She's...
she's coming over for dinner?”
“Of
course. If a girl is coming all this way just to suck you off, you
should offer her a meal too. That's just being a good host.”
His hands were shaking, but Robert
went to get another place setting anyway. “Oh... okay.”
Lori
smiled and picked up her chopsticks. “Celeste's
really good at sucking cock, you know. All the boys talk about her
like she's a legend. They say she sucked Jimmy Heyser off right
through his cage, and he exploded while he was still all locked up!”
Lori sucked a long Chinese noodle into her mouth, giggling as the
man blushed even more.
“But...
you're going to unlock me for my blowjob, right? You're not going to
make me cum through my cage are you?!” It was painful just getting
half hard in his little steel prison- cumming in the cage after a
month of teasing would be agonizing if he wasn't free!
The
teen laughed. “Oh Mr. L, I'm not going to make
you do anything. And don't worry, as soon as Celeste gets here, I'll
unlock you with this little key and...” She lifted the tiny
silver key hanging around her neck, but then her eyes got wide. She
stopped, looking at the key more closely, and then all the color
drained from her face.
“Oh
no.”
“What!?”
“This...
this is Derrick's key! I must have switched them when he threw me
down and fucked me on your couch last night-”
Robert jumped up, almost turning
over the table. “NO! We've got to call Derrick's mother right
now! Hurry, before it's too-”
The teen was laughing, holding her
stomach. “Oh god, you fell for it! You're so funny, Mr. L!”
Robert's face turned three shades
of red and then he sat back down, cleaning up the fried rice he had
spilled. “You shouldn't joke about things like that. It's... it's
very mean to us men.”
“Oh
Mr. L,” Lori laughed, “you should know by now, a girl of the
Cocksitter's Club would never lose her key. It's more precious to me
than it is even to you.” And with an air of ceremony, she lifted
the key on its chain and kissed it with her glossy, pink lips. And
even that
made the ring around Robert's balls seem two sizes too small! Lori
put his key back around her neck, settling it between her breasts so
he could see. “Don't worry- this will be a night you'll never
forget. And one your wife never needs to know about.”
Robert started trying to eat
again, even though his heart was going a mile a minute. The teen was
bringing over one of her hot girlfriends to give Robert a slow,
excellent blowjob, as a reward for following her instructions all
month. And no one was going to tell his wife.
After tonight, he was going to go
on-line and give Lori the best review in history.
Lori giggled as the man jumped
when the front doorbell rang. "Why don't you go get that?
That'll be Celeste."
His gut clenched as he looked down
at his nude body. “But... but...”
“She's
seen it already. And it's just proper that you greet her at the
door.”
Stomach tumbling, Robert went to
his front door nude, checked through the peephole, then took a deep
breath and opened it.
“Well
aren't you all dressed to party?” the cute Mexican teen laughed,
looking him up and down.
Robert blushed and tried to cover
himself, but it was futile. She smiled, looking at everything he
had.
Lori
called out from the dining room, "Come
on in Celeste!" and Robert nodded, quickly, looking at the empty
but well lit street behind the girl.
“Yes,
come in! Please!”
The girl did, and Robert finally
got to close his front door.
"Thank you so much for
approving my father's loan,” the black-haired girl said as she took
off her shoes in the foyer. “He's already made ten percent of it
back with the new equipment he bought. He'll pay it off in no time!"
He was starting to sweat, being
nude, so close to a new girl. "No problem."
His normally deep, commanding
voice came out as a squeak.
"Oh my god, Lori, he's so
nervous! He's like a little shivering Chihuahua!” Celeste laughed
as she joined her friend at the dinner table.
"Yeah, I haven't gotten Mr. L
fully broken in yet,” Lori laughed. “Maybe his wife will let me
train him more some other time.” She looked up at him. “Why
don't you get Celeste and I two cold beers to go with dinner?”
The curly black-haired girl's eyes
got wide and she whispered to Lori, but Robert heard it. “He let's
you have beer? Even though you're underage?”
Lori answered out loud, smiling at
Robert the whole time. “Of course! My sweet Robbie doesn't want
to make me mad. Not tonight!”
Robert sighed and got the beers
from the fridge, but when he handed them to the two beaming girls, he
said in his sternest voice: “But only one beer each tonight.
That's my rule.”
Lori sat up in her chair and tried
to look appropriately serious. “Of course, Mr. L. You wear the
pants around here.”
And the girls broke into laughs as
the nude Robert sat down, straining in his cage.
Robert was their fetching wench
all through dinner, getting more beers, ice, plates and food at their
command, and trying not to get hard in front of the giggling Celeste.
But every time his cage got even a little bit tight, Lori would
point it out and both girls would laugh about it.
“Wow,
he's so... domesticated!” Celeste laughed as Robert cleared their
dishes and the extra food away after they were finished. “Do all
men become your little bitch when you cocksit them?”
The
teen was halfway through her third beer and speaking a bit too
loudly.
“Oh,
Mr. L just likes to be helpful,” Lori giggled, through her third
beer as well. She wasn't being as loud as the other girl was, but
her cheeks were starting to redden. The blond patted the bustling
man's ass with one hand, twiddling the key around her neck with the
other. “He just wants to keep me happy. Speaking of which, come
here, you cutie!”
Robert's hopes surged as he went
to her, hands full of dishes, and Lori took the key from her neck and
inserted it into his belt, right there at the dinner table!
But she didn't turn it.
“Now,
I'm trusting you by doing this, Mr. L,” she said, looking him in
the eye. “You're not going to make me regret not tying you down
first, are you?”
His
throat got tight. Was
this really going to happen? He
shook his head.
“Of
course not, Lori!”
“Okay.
No touching yourself. Ever. But remember to have some fun
tonight,” she giggled, and then turned the key.
The
lock popped with a click
that echoed in Robert's ears and Lori slipped the steel off his dick
and balls with deft fingers before he even started to erect. God,
she was good at that, Robert
thought.
The blond handed the stunned man
the empty cage. “Put this in the dishwasher, Mr. L. We won't need
it for a few hours.”
His
hands were shaking as he took it. She had never unlocked him like
this before! And the girls were getting tipsy... and they had
promised him a blowjob... His heart pounded. What
if it turned into... more?
“Oh
my gawd, little white dick is getting hard already!” Celeste
howled, breaking his daydream. “And he's still keeping it shaved
like a little boy!”
“Go
on, put that in the dishwasher and turn it on,” Lori giggled,
nodding at the cage he still held. “But no touching Mister Lewen,
or you'll regret it!”
Robert
hurried to put his cage in the dishwasher and close the door. Once
the cycle started, it would be a few hours before the automatic lock
on the dishwasher door could even be opened again. Hours
of freedom, guaranteed! Robert's
dick got harder as he added the soap to the machine, set the cycle
and hit GO. He had to resist reaching down for a quick touch- oh
god, how long had it been?!? This
was going to be a great night.
The doorbell rang.
"Oh, those will be my other
friends,” Lori said, stretching and going to the couch. “Let
them in, will you, Mr. L?"
The
man turned to look at Lori in absolute shock. “Your other
friends?!”
“Yep.
Don't keep them waiting.”
"But...but I'm naked!"
His
cocksitter turned and raised one eyebrow at him. "You'll be
naked and spanked
in a minute, if you make me ask you again!”
“Ooooooo!”
Celeste giggled, joining her friend on the couch. “Someone's going
to be in trouble....”
Robert was frozen, unmoving. The
doorbell rang again.
Lori crossed her arms. “You've
come so far this month, Mr. L. Don't ruin it now!"
Time seemed to stop.
He
couldn't open that door! But he had to cum tonight! Celeste had
already seen him, what was a few more girls... But he was hard, his
dick on full display... Oh
god, this was going to be horrible...
But Robert grit his teeth and
opened his door.
On the other side was a tall,
teenaged girl with long, straight black hair, looking incredible in a
short sundress and high wedge sandals. The wedges did incredible
things to her bare legs, making her round, hard calves stand out and
her lean, muscled thighs tight and sexy. The heels made her much
taller than the barefoot Robert, but even without them, the Amazon
girl would have beaten him by an inch or two.
"Lori's finally stepped up
your training I see," the girl snorted as she looked over the
blushing, erect man. "I told her to strip you bare and spank
you the first night."
"You
can't always win by stripping men and spanking them," Lori
giggled from the couch. “Sometimes you have to take a softer
approach. Get us some more beers and some lemonades, will you Mr. L?
By the way, this is Victoria, Sergeant at Arms for the Cocksitter's
Club.”
Robert gulped as the teen walked
in. He could see why she was the sergeant at arms- she was built
like the girls on the cover of fitness magazines, every sexy muscle
defined! He looked at Lori as the amazon took off her heels and
joined the other two on the couch, and Robert's cocksitter gave him a
wink and motioned towards the kitchen.
He was just barely getting back
with six tall glasses for the girls when the doorbell rang again.
"That will be Melissa,"
Lori told him. "Let her in too."
His heart pounding in his chest,
he did.
Melissa turned out to be a cute
brunette dressed in a proper English nanny's shirt, skirt, stockings
and heels, who smirked at Robert, and then his crotch.
"Oh
my dearie! Is that a penis- or just a large clitty?" she
laughed in a British accent. "You American wankers are so
tiny!"
She handed him her purse and jacket as all the other girls laughed
at the blushing, erect man.
Melissa giggled and stepped
inside, asking Lori as she sat on the couch. "Is that all he's
got? Doesn't his little willie get any bigger?"
"It
gets a little
bigger, if you talk dirty to him or let him see your bare feet,"
Lori giggled, and Robert blushed anew. "But I think his tiny
dick is perfectly adorable just the size it is.”
“Dicks
are just like dogs,” Vickie snorted, downing half her beer in one
swallow. “Some are made big for getting the job done. And some
are like little toy poodles, perfect for petting for a while and then
locking up back in their little cages!”
All
the girls laughed and for the first time in his life, Robert wished
he had his cock cage to protect him. At least locked up, it was a
little bit of a mystery how big his dick was!
Four more girls arrived in quick
succession, each one giggling at Robert's nudity as they entered.
Some brought cupcakes, some brought more beer, Victoria turned on his
sound system, and very soon a party was in full swing.
Totally nude, blue-balled, and
surrounded by young, attractive girls, Robert was afraid to leave
Lori's side.
"These girls... they're all
in the Cocksitters Club?" he asked, holding his red solo cup
with both hands.
"All except Celeste,"
Lori said. "I'm working on recruiting her. She needs the
money, but she's got that fiery Latin temper. If a man she's
cocksitting disobeys her, I'm afraid she might flush his chastity
key down the toilet and then just kick him in the balls!”
"Just like it should be!"
the passing Victoria laughed, and before he could react, the tall
girl's palm was traveling upwards at his exposed balls to make solid
contact.
"AHHHHH!" he cried,
spilling his beer onto his chest and doubling over as Victoria and
the nearby girls, including a drunk Lori, laughed.
"Good thing you didn't spill
beer on me, or I'd give you another!" the athletic girl
threatened. "Now, what do you say?"
Robert was hunched over, clutching
his nuts. The amazon stood right in front of him, and all Robert
could think about was how sexy her bare, muscular legs were.
"Thank you... Miss?"
"Good boy," she said,
patting his head as she walked off. “Lori's trained you well.”
Lori helped Robert stand upright
and towel the beer off his chest, giggling. “I should have told
you- always guard your nuts around Vickie. She loves slapping
balls!”
“Thanks,” Robert winced, and
Lori sat him down on the couch next to Melissa and some another girl.
Victoria's slap had taken some of the air out of his cock, so at
least he didn't feel totally ridiculous anymore.
Until
Melissa turned to him and said, "So, Lori tells me you like
Kelli
and Tammi books."
"Um, no, well-"
"He LOVES it!" Lori
laughed, dancing with another girl in the kitchen. "He's
practically got the first book memorized!"
Robert groaned as Melissa and the
other girl giggled.
"Oh? What's your favorite
chapter? When Suzi Lebomb pulls out that feather and starts tickle
teasing Kelli's pussy, or when they have to shower with the
volleyball team..."
Robert gulped, looking for some
way to escape. But Victoria was prowling around the living room,
just looking for some balls to slap. Lori was busy dancing in the
kitchen. So he stayed where he was, and as Melissa recalled the same
scenes Lori had read to him each night, his dick started erecting
again, straining and twitching in front of all of them!
Lori came by to refill their beers
and gave Robert a wink.
“Melissa
is the head of the local Kelli
and Tammi fan
club. She and Jasmine read the books to each other every night,
which usually leads to a lot of slippery fun.”
“Sure
does!” the British girl giggled. And putting her hand high on the
other girl's thigh, she gave her a deep kiss.
Robert's jaw dropped. "You're..
you're lesbians?"
"Of course dearie," the
British girl laughed, crossing her stockinged legs. "Why do you
think my girlfriend and I love those books so much? You can't get
much decent lesbian romance adventure stories nowadays."
"But.. but you're
cocksitters!" he sputtered. "You hold men's chastity keys
for a living!"
"Then it's a perfect job, no?
No conflicts of interest!" the teen laughed, then showed Robert
her tennis bracelet with two dangling chastity keys and pointed at
one. “I'm holding this one for the lead singer of this
up-and-coming rock band. He's ripped, going to be rich someday, and
he's got this nice, thick eight inch long dick! All his groupies wet
their panties every time he plays, but I went on tour with him for
three months, sleeping right next to him in that tiny tour bus, and
what do you know? I didn't feel the slightest urge to let him out
once!”
Robert's hard dick throbbed
painfully as all the nearby girls laughed. It was such a struggle
not to touch himself, but they were all watching him!
Melissa's lover stroked her
stockinged thigh protectively. “Not even for the groupies,
dearie?”
“Especially not for them!”
Melissa laughed. “My stud's manager wants him to get a good
night's sleep every night, and I make sure he does!”
Jasmine smiled, but then looked at
the British girl's tennis bracelet thoughtfully.
“What's
this other key for, then? Whose is it?”
Melissa stopped laughing, looked
confused, and then started laughing again.
“You
know what? I've bloody well forgotten!”
All the nearby cocksitters started
roaring in laughter again.
“Enjoy
your book talk,” Lori giggled, turning back to the kitchen. “And
remember... no touching little Robert!”
Melissa
grabbed the stunned man's arm. “Have you gotten to the part where
they have to nude oil wrestle each other? That chapter always gets
me so
wet...”
The rest of the party was similar
torture.
The girls danced to pop music,
sometimes grinding against each other, and Robert's dick felt like it
was going to explode! Some of the hot girls sat or stood too close
to the naked man, enjoying how his dick jumped for them and the
struggle in his face as he fought not to grab it, for just one quick
stroke.
At some point, Victoria demanded
that he arm wrestle her, and Robert didn't want to but Lori egged him
to agree.
The stakes were that Victoria
would jack him off onto the muscular calves he had been staring at
all night if he won, but he would have to kneel and kiss those same
calves and feet while loudly proclaiming how much weaker he was than
she, if he lost.
Even though he was a man and
twenty pounds heavier than Vickie, the athletic girl beat him three
times in a row, and then gathered every girl at the party over to
watch him pay up.
His face was burning red as the
chanting girls forced him to sink to his knees and kissed the
gloating girl's bare feet. His dick was half-hard by this point, and
he used all his will to think about something else... But while Lori
wore his key on her neck and Melissa wore hers on her wrist, the
athletic Victoria wore three little silver keys on a chain around her
ankle. They were staring Robert right in the face as he bent to kiss
her foot, and he could only imagine what she was doing to their
owners-
“Oh! His little willie's
getting hard again!” Melissa cheered, and Robert almost died of
humiliation, his lips on Victoria's painted toenails. “He's such a
foot perv!”
“How much Viagra did you give
him today?” the amazon asked Lori.
His cocksitter was beaming.
“None. That's all natural Robert! We've been doing cock
strengthening exercises every night.”
His dick was as hard as an iron
rod when he finally stood up, and even the Amazon laughed and shook
her head.
“If I was cocksitting him, he
would have been doing ball strengthening exercises instead!” she
chuckled, and then the foot Robert had just kissed was rocketing
towards his nuts.
He yelped and closed his legs, but
Victoria never followed through on the kick, just laughing and
patting the man on his head.
“Maybe next time, little puppy.
I'll leave your nuts unkicked for now.”
After the laughing had died down,
Lori called for everyone's attention, pointing out that it was now
nine o'clock.
“Now
normally,” she said, “this is little Robert's beddy-bye time, but
I think for his last night with us, we can let him stay up late for a
his going away present, right girls?”
The teens cheered and whistled.
One of them, Robert couldn't tell who, gave his naked ass a quick
squeeze.
“Oh,
your dickie is dripping,” Lori giggled. “Let me wipe you clean
before we begin.”
More whistles and taunts from the
crowd, but Lori did wipe his dick head like a mother wiped a infant's
dripping nose, and then turned the nude, blue-balled, red-faced man
back to the crowd.
“Can
you believe that just a month ago, this man was too proud to think he
needed a cocksitter?!”
The crowd booed.
“He
was the vice president of a bank! A big one! Mister important
pants!”
“And
now he's got NO pants!” Victoria laughed.
“BUT,”
Lori said, holding Robert's arm to keep him from running upstairs,
“I'm not a total bitch. I'm going to give Robert the thing he most
wanted, all this month! Celeste, where are you?”
When
she didn't answer, the girls looked around, confused, then started
giggling when they spotted Celeste asleep in a corner of the room, a
half full beer still in her hands.
“Well,”
Lori giggled, “I guess the blowjob queen can't handle her liquor.
Plan B!”
And
all the girls laughed as Lori spit in Robert's right hand, then
pulled it to hard, begging erection.
“Lori!”
he whispered. “What are you doing?”
“Go
on, Mr. L. You can masturbate, just like you've been wanting to do
around me all month,” she giggled. “You said you used to do it
all the time before the Locking Laws. Go on. We're waiting.”
“HERE?
In front of... THEM?”
“Oooo!
It's getting bigger,” Melissa giggled, then squeezed her
girlfriend's ass. “Reminds me of that tiny training strap-on I
used on you your first time!”
“I
bet he finishes in twenty seconds,” Victoria laughed. “Come on,
girls, let's show him our feet and make it ten!”
His
dick was painfully hard. Robert forced his hand to his side before
the urge to stroke became overwhelming.
“Lori!
I can't!”
“But
Mr. L, don't you need
to cum?” she giggled. “It's almost been a month! You told me
yourself, no man alive could ever go a whole month without getting
off!”
All the teenagers laughed,
watching his needy erection drip and twitch in the air. Some of the
girls giggled, showing him the tops of their breasts down their
shirts or their bare feet.
His balls hurt so badly! But he
if did this...he could never look any woman in the eye again!
“Maybe...”
He took a breath. “Maybe I can go a few more days...”
The
girls cheered and Lori hushed them. “Are you sure,
Mr. L? I know your wife would really love it if you were primed and
ready when she got back. Think about how proud she'll be if you make
it a whole month, when the longest you'd gone was only a week
before.”
“A
week!” Victoria cried, spitting out her drink. “You big pussy!”
Lori
touched his cheek. “And I would be really proud of you too, Mr.
Lewen. It would be so adult
of you, if you asked me to lock you back up right now. Just like
you should be.”
Robert looked at the crowd of
eager girls, all eyes on his desperate cock. Some were making kissy
faces at him, some were bending over so he could see down their
shirts at their young full, breasts. He felt the urge building- god
it had been SO long!
Heart pounding, Robert said what
he never thought he would.
“Lori...
please... can you lock me back up? Before I start to touch myself?”
She kissed his cheek as she gave
his dripping erection a loving squeeze, already starting to slip the
steel ring behind his balls.
“It
would be my pleasure, Mr. Lewen.”
***
Martha was surprised when her
husband pulled open her taxi door the minute the driver stopped.
“Martha!
I've missed you so much!”
“I
can see that,” she laughed as her husband peppered her face and
neck with kisses. “Robert! My goodness, we're out in public!”
She pulled his roaming hands off of her ass and slapped his wrists
playfully. “Wow, maybe I should leave you with a cocksitter more
often!”
He blushed, then said, “Let me
get your bags!” He paid the driver, didn't ask for change, and
rushed his wife and her suitcase into his house, where he started
kissing his wife again, hands pulling her close to him, wandering up
the hem of her short sundress, up her thigh, to her tiny thong.
This time Martha's step back was a
little less playful.
“Robert!
What in the world has gotten into you?!”
“I'm
sorry, Mrs. L, it's probably my fault,” Lori laughed, coming out of
the kitchen with a tray of ice water with lemon slices for them. She
was wearing just a casual t shirt and jeans that stretched to her
bare ankles, but still did great things for her ass. “I may have
given little Robert a bit more teasing these last few days, so he'd
be nice and ready for you when you got back.”
“I
can see that,” Martha giggled, accepting the glass of water. “Did
everything go okay while I was gone?”
“I'll
let Robert tell you about that,” Lori said, then pulled the thin
necklace over her head, and handed it to the older woman. She
stepped over and gave Robert a big hug. “Good bye, Mr. L. It's
been a lot of fun.”
Robert's
cage got tight, smelling the young girl's perfume for the last time.
“Yeah. It has.”
And
then she was gone, closing the front door behind her.
It
only took Robert a moment to clear his head and grab his wife's
wrist.
“You!
Bedroom! Now!”
Martha
gasped in delight as her husband dragged her up the stairs.
***
She
sighed in delight again a half an hour later, as they both lay, naked and
sweaty, tangled in their sheets.
“Oh
my goodness Robert!” she giggled, the blush of her third orgasm
just starting to fade from her still red cheeks and neck. “I'm going to be sore for
days! What the devil had gotten into you?!”
He
smiled weakly, exhausted as well. “I... I just missed you, that's
all.”
“That's
not
all,” his wife laughed, rolling onto her side. “Your cock... it
was like a steel rod! I hadn't felt it so hard in... in ever!”
Her hand had been drifting down Robert's new flat abs as she talked,
and when it found his cock, she startled. “And you're getting hard
again?
What
the hell did that Lori do to you while I was out?”
He
blushed. “Nothing, really... just- oh fuck! Oh god, MARTHA!”
His
wife had just started licking his hardening shaft, bringing it back
to life. “It better not have been nothing! I want this new Robert
around for a while! Whatever she did to you this month, I'm going to
do to you all the time!”
Robert
moaned and thrashed on his sheets as she took all of him into her
mouth, deep throating him.
“Me?
What was that?” he demanded.
Now
it was her turn to blush. “A little college trick I, um,
remembered, while I was down at the resort. You're not mad at me?”
He looked at his nude wife. The
only piece of clothing he hadn't ripped off of her was the thin chain
hanging around her neck, and the silver key now dangling from it.
“No. Not as long as you came
back to me.”
“I did. Now, tell me how often
Lori let you cum this month, because that's the same schedule you're
on for the rest of your life!”
“No! Martha! Please!” he
begged, but his wife was sucking on him again and his resistance
didn't last long.
“Well that's quite a orgasm
schedule!” she laughed when he spilled the beans. She still held
his hard cock, licking it every few seconds to make him shiver. “No
orgasms at all!”
“Please! Let's just go back to
every three days!”
She laughed and gave him another
lick, his hanging key tickling his balls.
“Mmmm, I love this new shaved
crotch of yours! Tell you what, if you let me try your new once a
month schedule for a few months, when I have to go to Chicago for
business in July, I'll invite Lori and her Club to cocksit you again.
Would you like that?”
Robert swallowed, his hard cock
dripping and twitching in her grip.
“Yeah,” he said, his throat
dry. “I would like that. I would like it a lot.”
***
