I was too exhausted to move! I sat there limp, my legs spread a little,my arms dangling at my side, my eyes closed, with wet come sliding downmy leg. ...I couldn't even think. That had to be the best orgasm of myentire life!I must have spurted a gallon of jism down my leg. 5 minutes later, whenI could move again, there was still cum leaking out of my cock! Mystockings were both drenched in sticky white cum that was starting todry, but I didn't care. Suddenly I wondered if Sally would worry aboutme. Once up there I took hold of the rope attached to the roll of the heavy sheet and began the task of getting the thing up to the roof ridge. I believe it was one of the most difficult and hazardous things I have ever done, but I could be mistaken.Once on the ridge I could see that a chimney pot had come away from the stack and entered the house through the roof.The woman on the roof with me must have been astoundingly fit and tenacious to be able to have managed to reach this far, but I was. "That feels really good," I said to him.He and I made eye contact, and he smiled, and said: "Good! But this is just the beginning, you know. Right? There's SO much more to go before I allow you to ejaculate!" How long will that be?" I asked.He just smiled again, and after silently setting there stroking my erection with his delicate-fingered hands, all slippery with lube, he said: "Don't worry about that. It's gonna be a quite while before anything like that occurs; believe me. I'M the one. Ms. Stiles came to a fallen tree and sat down on it. She produced a pocket knife from her jacket and handed it to SpankBoy. “You see that long skinny new branch on that limb?” He nodded. “Cut it off and bring it to me.”He sawed the switch at its base and brought it to Ms. Stiles. It was about two feet long and had some leaves on it. The leaves rustled as she swished it through the air. “Spring is the best time to cut switches. New growth is still a bit green and that makes it flexible. .