"Mr. Jackson has not granted me any ... uhm ...puddin' time in over six weeks." Puddin' time was a humiliating termof endearment Jack came up with to ...describe my masturbationprivileges. I felt so embarrassed using the term, especially in frontof Stacey. Jack usually grants me relief once a month, or twice ifI've been really good. My little clitty was swollen, presenting atiny bulge in my short shorts. Stacey glanced in my direction, notingmy little problem. "Awwww...no puddin' time for. Boy she could.... it felt just like a pussy afterward...she didnt draw back and disapoint me with gaging and hacking in any way she stuck to it till i was ready to disingage...she kept my cock and the cum in her mouth and when i pulled out she sucked all the juices from my cock shaft all the way up. when i was out of her my cock was as clean as can be.she stood up looked deep into my eyes. and gave me a hug and leaned back. she opened her mouth a little and shown me my seed was still. Oh, well. I’m always the last to know anyway.”“Yeah. I know the feeling,” Whitworth agreed, then motioned, “Here comes your Number One wife.”Jeff waited with a hose a hundred yards or so past the finish line. After each of his wives, including Selina and Adrienné, crossed the finish line, they slow-jogged to him to allow their bodies to cool down a bit. When they reached him, he hugged, kissed and congratulated them despite the mud, then laughing, hosed them down to rid them of most of the. Before I could get dressed Brent grabbed the dildo and started fucking me again with it. He only did it long enough to get me dripping wet. Then shoved it deep in and told me to have a good day at work. I got dressed and as I got ready to leave he told me that I had to take a new pic every hour while I was at work and send it to him and they better all be there when he work up that afternoon. I nodded and walked to my car. I couldn’t believe I was about to wear a dildo to work at one of the.