“A couple of hours at least. Besides, I can feel everything. I’ll know when my bladder’s preparing to contract and void. I can warn you in time to prevent any messes.”
“Good.” Without further ado Alyssa untaped and ripped away the imprisoning condom. She set the whole tube-and-bag rig aside to be emptied, cleaned, and replaced later. In the meantime she was more interested in checking out the monster she’d just unleashed. “My goodness, look at this.”
Todd’s erection was taking greedy advantage of its new unlimited space, swelling instantly to its full eight inches. Still it pulsed and bobbed, so engorged by the same neural quirk that plagued his legs and fueled the violence of his ejaculations that it hurt. Todd gasped as Alyssa grabbed it, and then groaned as she began to play.
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