I‘d try putting down the tray, I’d think of sport or something to get my boner down and wait and then knock. I suppose I’d hear her finish. God ...she was loudly groaning as her assured climax approached.Then a mother’s intuition or a woman’s feeling she is being watched or that sixth sense reaction that a cock is at hand, led her to open her eyes. Well whatever it was, she rolled over, her legs splayed, and there was her full womanhood spread on the bed, the vibrator seriously whirring and about. “I love you. I don’t want to break up. I just can’t commit to marrying you while I’ve got this feeling - these urges - inside me. It wouldn’t be fair on you. If you want to break up though, then I understand.”“Breaking up is not an option,” I swallowed deeply, my mind working hard to process what she’d just told me. “I’ve told everyone I was going to ask you to marry me. My family, my friends, they’re all waiting for me to ring and tell them you said ‘yes.’ I was so sure you would.”“I have an. He had a raging boner, a morning 'Woodie', something this little girl would learn later in life, was an early morning gift for good sex, as I always seemed to find myself in a state of arousal, thank you to my brain making up dirty dreams, and leaving me open and wet.That image of my daddy has never left my mind, and even today, if I am totally honest with you, arouses me.But the real truth behind it is that I fell head over heels in love with men's penises, and as I loved my daddy very much, I. I was strung up from hooks in the ceiling. My hands restrained above my head and my legs were spread wide. My key holder expressed her displeasure with me as she picked up a rather large ball gag and forced it deep in my mouth. Then she removed her blouse and bra which then w=exposed the key that was hanging between her luscious breasts. She got down on her knees and unlocked and removed the chastity cage from my manhood.At first I was shocked when on her knees, she opened her mouth and.