A few weeks had now passed since I ate my cum from her. Since then, I had kept up on my supplements like she said and even started eating more fruit if only for my own benefit for the taste. I was shooting larger and larger loads with each passing week and eventually resorted to eating smaller meals during the days we hooked up so my stomach wouldn’t be so upset each time.
I saw that she texted me but this time it was slightly different. Instead of the usual customary “Now”, I row read “Blindfold yourself and wait in your room”. Oh lord, what awaited me this time? I changed into some more comfortable pajama pants and sent back an “OK”.
I heard my door open but she hadn’t said a word, opting instead to forcefully turn me over until I was lying on my stomach. My pants were pulled below my butt cheeks and I heard the sound of a lube bottle pop open. Something was poking my ass again but this time much bigger than what I remembered.
I asked her about it, albeit muffled a bit from a pillow “Is that a dil..”