I noticed two things right away: 1.) Curtis was not growing soft after cumming. In fact, he was every bit as rigid and hard as he was immediately befo...re depositing the large dollops of semen in my wanton mouth. And 2.) Curtis no longer seemed to be overly concerned about emptying his bladder. He seemed to be adequately distracted now, and he seemed to be more interested in placing his erection someplace nice, tight, wet and warm, than he did in urinating. I leaned forward and kissed the dark. Sounded like a pack of sick perverted a****ls to me. Slightly more worrying was the fact that half way thought I realised I wasn’t really experiencing much pain or discomfort anymore, and my pussy was relaxing more easily. I wasn’t even gripping down so hard when I came, even though that’s involuntary. I’m becoming desensitised. After the first 40 minutes I just sort of got used to it. I even started to feel slightly turned on my the fact I had something so big in me, and a sense of. 'Hellllooo?' she shouted while making her way into the kitchen. I ran downstairs to find her at the table unpacking what she'd brought. Ice cream, a movie and clean clothes. I noted that there were no pyjamas tonight. When she'd finished she stood and gave me a hug and I was dumbfounded by how beautiful she looked. She had a lacy white summer dress on that came to just above her knees and a cute pair of pumps. The dress revealed enough cleavage and leg to be enticing rather than slutty.We sat. I slathered a big glob on a paper towel and wiped the toilet down thoroughly. I then took a second glob of soap, this one was for me! I promised my fan an anal fuck so I took the soap in my left hand and began rubbing my tight little asshole, sliding a few fingers in to warm up. I dug in deep visualizing my chubby friend and playing a little movie in my mind of a hot little British girl bending over a couch offering her pussy to me, lubing up a big fat strap on for my ass afterward. I rubbed.