Amanda took the items of harness off him and told him to get dressed. “But leave your c**k out, just the way it was when I first saw you,” she said. “It’s such a nice c**k it’s a pity to hide it away.”
He sat on the sofa feeling very much at a disadvantage as Amanda gave him a drink. She chattered about this and that, occasionally fondling his c**k, which remained erect. “It’s a shame I can’t make you come,” she said. “I’d love to see you spurt. Onto my foot, maybe. And have you lick it up.”
For the first time Robert was glad he wasn’t allowed to ejaculate. Eating his own semen was not his idea of a pleasing s****l experience.
