" He punctuated with the long cigar. "It's pure smut-writer bullshit and I want you to change it." Change it? I'm sorry, I...." My lips kept moving bu...t no sound was coming out.I'm a we'll-spoken, articulate person, but I don't handle confrontation well. My thoughts sort of freeze up on me sometimes, like some of those chat boxes on the internet.He gestured slightly with the cigar at the yellow legal pad in my lap, "Write these down. Juices, we already said that one. And add 'dancing.'". Tony said that he wasn’t used to being refused but eventually agreed. I fetched Tony a condom and he asked if I had any extra lubricant. I offered him the KY jelly, but he pointed to Judith’s baby oil, saying, “That’s the best stuff.” Tony got Judith to rub some all over his cock then she fitted the condom onto him and he got her to squirt some more oil over the condom. Finally, he asked me to rub some into Judith’s cunt, which I did. At that time, neither. He started to pack up their stuff when she asked him if he’d like to stay for dinner. She began to pull out the ingredients for a quick and simple dinner. He sat at the table watching her quietly admiring the way she concentrated on chopping the vegetables and stirring the sauce. He kept the conversation rolling with stories about their fellow classmates. She giggled and laughed at all of his stupid jokes and he found himself growing more and more attracted to her and he knew then he had. Just when she thought he was done, a new sea of juices erupted from his member, giving her another shower. It didn’t end for many hours, and February felt a lightheadedness as it went on. Every time she felt his cum, she felt hornier still, and the lust that usually lessens after orgasm came over her again. She was bathed in semen many times over. Semen dripped from her hair, and a thick coat of semen covered every inch of her skin. She had a belly full of semen. Then she lost consciousness. .