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I submitted to her Bull

... entered me smoothly and deeply. I gasped, grunted and came instantly, furiously. The feelings were so intense. "There, there Timmy. That was nice, wasn't it? It's OK, my sweet little man. Just go with this. You're so keyed up, aren't you? Talk about premature... you're quicker than ever. I bet Jack can last for hours." With each twitch and spurt of my penis, my arsehole clamped onto Anna's finger. My orgasm went on and on. I squealed girlishly and was left panting and twitching and crushed. I was near tears. Anna kept her finger in me for another minute or two, stretching me. The hand that has been at my cock came up to my mouth and fed me my ejaculate. We lay there cuddling a while. I never went soft. I little penis stayed rigid all the time, not flagging at all. Eventually, we got out of bed. My penis just would not go down. It stuck out, bobbing about ridiculously. Anna teased me and flicked at it hard with her finger nail, making me squeal again. "Timmy, you're turning into an eager little slut." As I came out of the shower, Anna was at the sink brushing her hair to a high shine. She motioned me over and pointed out of the side window, which overlooked the terrace and pool. Jack was already out by the pool. He lay on a lounger sunbathing. He was completely naked. "Put your Speedos on, the really tight green ones, and take him out breakfast," Anna said. "Eggs, toast, juice, coffee and the paper. The works I have to make a run I will be back shortly." I rushed down to make ...

... Jack breakfast. Amazingly, I was calm, and for the first time that morning, my penis relented and softened. I managed not to spill or break anything. I found a vase and put a flower in it, as I would if treating Anna to breakfast in bed. A cut rose for Jack. Anna did say "the works". As I emerged into the sunlight, the enormity of what I was about to do struck me. My knees went weak and my little penis became painfully rigid again. I had to stop and put the tray down before I dropped it. I was about to serve breakfast to a naked man old man. This man, my Jack, was lounging there with his huge cock ostentatiously on show. I dressed in my briefest trunks, showing off my little nub of an erection. By taking him breakfast out by the pool, I was telling him Jack that he, with his big cock, was my superior, that I would serve him in my home and that he was welcome to have my beautiful wife. I had no doubt about what was happening. I tried to adjust my penis to minimize the little tent, but it was impossible and I gave up. I steadied myself, took a deep breath, picked up the tray and walked on out to the pool. "Morning Tim," came Jack's bellowing voice. "Breakfast! That's kind of you. Put it here." He pointed to a low table beside the lounger. "Thank you." I bent to put the tray down, and straightened up. There was not seat for me, so I stood there towering over him, with my little penis sticking out, I pulled my robe around to hide it. He lay there relaxed as can be taking in the ...