C u at 6 12:37pm *** Casey made it through her afternoon update with her supervisor. She must have seemed fidgety, crossing and uncrossing her legs,... occasionally losing her train of thought. In the final hour of the workday she found herself checking her phone at her desk every few minutes, fighting the urge to text him. Sitting intensified the effect; her own weight pushed the toy inside to its limit. Despite the multiple layers—skirt and undergarments—she felt a constant sense of exposure,. Robert's second shot landed right in the middle of her nose, running down it and onto her outstretched tongue. More accustomed now to the shots, Britney pulled herself forward and like a good little slut, opened her mouth to catch the cum. With his subsequent bursts of hot cum, Robert successfully coated Britney's face almost completely, what he didn't cover running into her mouth and down her neck on to her top. His load spent, Robert sighed contentedly. But much to Britney's dismay, he wasn't. "Hey, s*s," I said. The guys looked disappointed."See you guys. Nice to meet you." The blond waved them away then slid onto the stool beside me and put her drink down on the bar. The guys seemed about ready to keep trying but I was still looking right at them. I am not an imposing physical specimen but, as far as they knew, I was her brother and that made me a serious cock-block. They gave up and left, no doubt seeking slower and drunker prey.Beside me the blond let out a relieved breath and. The cage prevented him from attainingan erection, although an opening in the end of the device allowed him topass urine, albeit with difficulty, since the probe filled most ofSissy's urethra, providing little room for urine flow from his bladder.Sissy's inability to attain an erection, the near-blockage of his urine,and the caging of his cock were ever-present annoyances, which, inthemselves, were bad enough, but the damn device was also a constant--andhumiliating--reminder of his helpless.