‘Maybe it would look better on the floor?’ I said, with a suggestive wink. ‘You’re so naughty. But I like the way you think!’ Emma replied w...ith an equally suggestive wink. With that statement, Emma sensually began to remove her top. Unbuttoning her shirt, she revealed her breasts. Whilst they were quite small, and not as big as Sophie’s, they were still quite sexy. It was safe to say that my cock was rock-hard at this point. Emma ran her fingers through her hair, acting wild and feral. She. I leaned back in my chair and then took the hose and placed it on my crotch. Trying to get it to suck my head into the hose, however, what I discovered is my penis head was too big even with my dick not being fully erect.My penis head would not fit in the vacuum cleaner hose: Thought about undoing my pants but what was the point, as the circumference of my penis head would never fit in this hose. There was a small mini vacuum that was rechargeable in the kitchen but, it didn’t have enough. {Zack, I know you need time to adjust to this, but maybe I can speed it up a little,} she thought wickedly. She wanted to think, too. It wasn’t that she needed to adjust, from the moment Zack had used the remote on her, she’d felt utterly certain of so many things. But the situation did call for reflection. Crissy had never really been attracted to a man before Zack. Oh, she’d been horny enough, but in high school the boys were all stupid jocks, or dweebs, or whatever, and hopelessly. .. Mix your own metaphor.But I couldn't help believing that a little something extra had happened -- something that went a little beyond just my getting laid.Emmy. Emmy was extra.No illusions on my part. Even Emmy wasn't going to make me hit .750, or even half of that. What is half of .750, anyway?... Let's see -- half of .700 would be .350. So then -- .375. No, no, I wasn't going to hit .375; or .350, either. Not even if Emmy Shreve was right there in the dugout, boffing me between plate.