...thrusting into his wife.... his dangling sack swinging violently between his flexing thighs. He considered the load of sperm that those black balls... must carry. He shuddered at the thought of this man squeezing that trigger...pumping their contents into his wife's fertile vagina...draining them inside of her womb until the frothy excess dribbled from her impaled cunt, coating his chocolate cock with a pearly frosting. As he watched, the stranger's scrotum tightened...a sign that he was very. ” I guess she could hear the shame in my voice. “Just talk it out with me, you know? You’re my little twin brother; you can talk to me about anything. You could at least turn around and look at me.”“I’m pretty sure looking at you is what caused this in the first place.”She walked over and spun me around. “Just look at me. There’s nothing to be ashamed of; I’ve seen ‘over-enthused’ guys before. I deal with it all the time with these teenagers.”“I’m not a teenager,” I barked, finally able to look. 'Busy day?' I asked.'Kinda slow actually, for a Sunday it's surprising. What have you beenup to today, taking it easy?''Umm no,' I said. 'I've been helping out at the house of this old lady,for a school thing.''You've spent all day Sunday with an old lady? Good looking girl likeyou should be out having fun!'I blushed deeply and looked at my shoes. This seemed to spur him oneven more.'What else do you get up, when you're not at school?' he asked, leaningover the counter.'Oh, not much,' I said.. ’ she added as she adjusted the drapes. ‘Now, let’s see what we can do to help you with this wretched piece – I think it’s hateful, but Marjorie does like to include the odd contemporary piece in our overall repertoire.’ It was soon obvious that she was both a skilled pianist and an excellent voice coach, and having guided me through the cue notes that were all but hidden within the other voice parts, she soon had me singing mine much more comfortably. ‘You have a very pleasant voice Mark, have.