With no alternative, the three closed up the shop and went home for the night. Although he was seriously concerned about his predicament, Dan didn’...t find the chastity tube that uncomfortable. The worst part was the added weight it placed on the base of his cock and balls when he walked, but when he was lying down, he almost didn’t even notice it.The next day, both Dan and Amanda arrived early to open the shop. Dan wore baggy sweat pants to hide the bulk of the metal tube.Amanda felt. " Huh. Guess I'm not as subtle as I thought. Well, not a bad thing, in retrospect. And hot, eh? Tell me mooore, madam.Marie turned to Tommy. "John was just fucking me when you rang. Really well, too, but he needs to finish. You can wait out here and watch the game." She cast her eyes along his frame. "Or ... get naked and join us." She headed toward the bedroom. "Time to come, John. I'm still juiced up and ready for some more doggy sex."Tommy was no fool, and he wasn't shy. He shed his clothes. She was perfect. She was beautiful. For this moment, she was his, only his. He wanted her to be his forever, and he focused all his efforts on showing her how it could be with a man who loved only her, who needed only her. He circled her clit, teasing it into a quivering bud before suckling it into his mouth. She rewarded him with sharp gasps and shuddering sighs of appreciation. He parted her folds so he could probe her with tongue and fingers. Jess was lost, floating in a sea of sensation.. Joe'sclerical trousers, as he rubs and squeezes my sore asscheeks. Now, Fr. Joe unbuckles his belt and unzips his fly, and his blackpants fall to the floor. He pulls down his white briefs and then bends overhis desk. Fr. Joe's ass is far, far removed from bubblebutt status; only theslightest curve keeps it from bieng totally flat. But those smooth, tightglobes already have my big dong rising once again. Now Fr. Joe knows that he too is a sinner, is in not exemptfrom just.