The cock ring had kept me hard for longer than I would have imagined; I glanced at the clock and was shocked to see that I had been pistoning my dick in her ass for well over half an hour.The cock ring had kept me hard for longer than I would have imagined; I glanced at the clock and was shocked to see that I had been pistoning my dick in her ass for well over half an hour. This Karen bitch was now writhing before me, in obvious agony, twisting her head from side to side, tears of anguish flying from her face, so I knew I hadn't damaged her too badly; she would have fainted by then like that Gary kid had, another time I'd lost control, but she was healthy; red-faced, and kicking. Her ass was not even bleeding at all by the time I pulled out, the blood in my cum wasn't fresh, so I knew I hadn't ruptured her. It was nearly eleven then, and I needed to get away from the seedy hotel for a while, go home, feed my cats, water the plants, jog around the fucking park, except not after dark. With all that crank still jogging through my veins and my hard-on spent, I needed to GET OUT. I showered, quickly washing my filthy member using the Shower Massage/ I'd installed so I wouldn't have to touch the filth of her innards, crusted on my groin, incidentally reviving my prick just enough to make it the least bit hard and give me the motivation to prepare Karen for when I returned. I slipped on a clean pair of briefs from the dresser drawer, liking the soft feel of the cotton against my half-hard cock. I went back into the bathroom and returned with my jar of HEET/, a muscle liniment. It was the water soluble kind; I'd be able to wash it off Karen's body when I was done with the next stage of her treatment, so I wouldn't have to worry about any of it burning my own sensitive parts. |