Move!’ He shoved her towards the door. She looked up and saw nothing. Then she realized what he was looking at. A video camera. Surveillance. It cr...eaked as it moved, attempting to follow. A little red eye blinked on the dusty box. She stared, frozen a moment, noting that the lense of the camera was clean, though the rest was dusty. Someone was watching, and someone cared about upkeep…if not cleanliness, then functionality. A harder shove knocked her through the door. ‘Move!’ shouted Rabbit. . I had spent every single night of the past week falling asleep with her diary and dreaming of her beautiful face contorted in ecstasy. You can just imagine what my libido felt like. Sweating profusely and shaking all over, I finally picked up the phone and dialed. When a masculine voice answered I nearly hung up. However, the thought that it might be one of her friends, or her visiting brother stopped me. "Hello? May I speak with Jeanie?" I asked smoothly. "Hello. Who's this?" The man asked. I saw that Shanice was being fucked by my landlord. He smiled at me and said, “Beta, your one-month rent is free. Now my wife is waiting for your young cock.”His wife, Mrs. Upadhyay, was a 55-year-old lady. She was sitting on the sofa waiting for me. She took me inside my room and latched the door. I was shocked and said, “Mrs. Upadhyay, what is happening?”She kissed me and calmly said, “Beta, call me Rekha. And I will be your sex coach. Shanice told me about your problem. We have agreed to let. It reduced hismember to a pink nubbin. When he got aroused it caused him not pleasurebut discomfort. Unfortunately for him, being restricted that way waspart of his fantasy, and therefore exciting. So being denied erectionsmade his body try harder to achieve them. His frustration fed back intoan endless loop of fulfillment denied, emotions excited, and painproduced. It was exhilarating and maddening. And he loved it.Back in the kitchen, he checked the wall clock. His wife might betiming.