P*ssy Stretcher 2

With that, they exited and drove off for their supper, while I ordered a pizza and thought that was that. I did notice however that while they were in my room, my cock had done quite a bit of dancing around and leaking. I was soaked by my own twelve inch dong and buzzing ballsac. Hours passed. I'd even eaten all the pizza crusts and was getting bored with what was on television. The telephone rang, and it was Shannon. She spoke kind of sheepishly. "Say mister, did you mean that about trading rooms?" "Sure," I replied. "Well, Roger and me, we'd like to do just that." She hung up on me without saying another word, and less than a minute later there was a gently knock at my door. "Hi Shannon," I said as I opened the door. "I think it's great that you decided to try the Penetron." "What's not to like about a tool like that?" She had Roger in tow, and I'd yet to hear him say anything. Now was time for part three of my plan. "Oh, well, I thought about what I said earlier about switching room