“He’ll wait, we will have him ready when you get back” she said into the phone, and hung up. Sharon got up and gesture...d for me to follow her to the treatment room. This room was much the same as the exam room, had the same type of furnishings, but the chair was even more confining as I reclined into its soft vinyl embrace. She pushed the arm closed and locked it into place and then leaned the chair back for me to rest and wait. My dick was more cooperative. After breakfast the next day there was the clip clop of boots up and down the hall every so often. In the afternoon one of them came for me and took me to the nurse. She checked my prostate and my balls and then gave me an enema. I figured out that every time anyone went to the nurse they always got an enema. I think that was bigger than the ones I got the day before. I sure had a hard time taking it in and holding it. Then back to my cell." Did you get spanked that day?" I was scared that they. That's twice as big as yours. It can't really be that big, can it?"I was stunned and said "Linda must be wrong; she's making it up." No," Sue replied, "Linda was very definite about its size and said that was why she had such a great sex life, and, anyway why should she lie?"Since I was laying there with a hard-on, I grabbed a rubber and rolled it onto my dick. We soon started fucking, and, after a while, Sue started talking."I wonder what it would be like to have a cock like Bob's up inside. He loved his wife very much, and missed her when he couldn't get home. He always called and talked with her on those days.I called his office. I knew he was in. After they answered, I requested to speak with John Avery-Smythe."Tell him it's Tom Wilshire. I think he will speak to me," I said to the secretary who answered.A moment later, the well modulated tones of lord Avery-Smythe was on the other end."Tom? What a pleasant surprise. How are you?" He asked."Fine. I am in country, and wondered if.