”“You’re still feeding her?” I continued.“I’ve been trying to ween her. But there were complications.”Swarta raised her brows, obviously... knowing the story and wanting Palus to get on with it.“Usha can’t be reasoned with when she is denied for more than two days. She showed a high level of anxiety that makes her vomit,” Palus explained.“She is a woman of extremes. The spasms of her release were quite remarkable,” Swarta responded.“More like convulsions,” I joked, on the heels of Swarta’s. I want it primal. Fuck me like you're a Neanderthal stud in heat. This entire evening was a setup to prepare for this. I've drained your balls so that you can go hard yet last a while. I want everything you got and you're going to give me all of it. Do you understand me, boy toy?" "Yes, Ma'am." Once again, I was terrified but this time, undoubtedly due to her training, I felt confident that I could fulfill. "Good. Now, I know Michael that you are a gentleman, that you believe in being sweet. I peeked out the back door, the only light was coming from my computer inside, so I figured they wouldn't see me if I stood back and there was Rosalia and Joyce again, and they had something in their hands. I looked a little closer to see they each had a beer bottle in their hands. They weren't about to use my hot tub tonight. I hadn't refilled it yet, which they discovered after a bit. They quickly made their way out of my yard when my dog came barking at the back door. I figured I'd have to. ”Terry could feel his own curiosity and interest stirring as he listened to the older man. He tried to imagine the delights that Greg was describing, and his manhood also began to stir. Greg chuckled and nodded toward Terry’s crotch. “I see you’re certainly curious, despite the nervousness.”Terry chuckled and shifted in the chair a bit, trying to make the sudden tightness in his khaki shorts more comfortable. “Yeah. I mean, I’ve watched videos online and stuff and it looks incredible. And you.