No... Wait..." Short-714 gave a long sigh. "It's not my place to judge. I apologize. Just tell me what you want." I want you to go plunge yourself!"Sh...ort-714 astonished Short-825 by starting to laugh. "Oh, I don't think so! But I do understand you. Goodnight 825. I'll talk to housing in the morning." Short-714 turned off her reading light and went under her blanket, facing the wall by her bed.Short-825 was quiet for a while, then rooted around for her bathrobe, hissed "Sink you!" and slammed. Upon my nightstand, a small glass of green tea sat steaming in a welcoming way, promising relaxation before sleep. Beside it, the evening newspaper, untouched until now, lay neatly folded; offering a measure of diversion from my own concerns. Had I wished for consideration of more weighty matters – not, I consider, a good idea when contemplating a night's sleep – a volume relating the analysis of no less than fifty instances of enhanced female sexual response as a result of stress-induced. Now go get me a drink, worm. Gin and tonic.” With that she took of the straps and knee brace, pulled out the sound and took off the cock ring. I scurried over to get her drink. I looked down at my cock. The skin was completely shriveled and blood red. I just hoped there had been no damage. When I returned, quite unbelievably, she was masturbating again, eyes closed, furiously rubbing. She was insatiable. I stood and waited, being careful not to make any noise. Then, she came, jerking urgently. ~~~You see, after lying in Martin's arms for a while and listening to him talk, he slid his hand under my shirt and was playing with my nipple. I was lying there, eyes closed, and I could feel my heart start to beat harder. My breathing was becoming erratic, and then he slid his hand to my other nipple. He was rolling my nipple between his fingers and gently caressing my small but now swollen areola.He started slowly pushing my t-shirt up and over my head, then tossing it on the floor. Martin.