Cockteaser's Letter (illustrated letter)
Ken's poor cock wasn't faring too well and lolled, heavily swollen, like an obscene sausage. I doubted that it had begun to ache yet but knew that it would be a source of considerable discomfort to Ken before he got it home and "tended" to it.
It had taken on that hair-trigger look, and I reminded myself to be careful that Ken didn't lose his load and ruin my handiwork.
I let him have another session with my breasts and was amazed at his hunger.
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