Flatmates - Ch6: Feet treat

The next morning, the sun's rays crept through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Jake woke up to the sound of Mia's soft snores, her body still nestled against his. His cock was still rock hard, trapped between the warmth of her ass. He groaned, the frustration of the night still lingering.



As he tried to sit up, Mia stirred. She turned to face him, her eyes sleepy and a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Good morning, sunshine," she whispered, her hand sliding down his chest to wrap around his shaft. "Looks like you had quite the night."



Jake's face flushed, and he couldn't help but moan as she began to stroke him gently. "Mia, what are we doing?" he murmured, his voice thick with sleep and desire.



"What we've been doing," she replied, her voice matter-of-fact. "But now, it's time for you to go back in your cage."



With surprising strength, she flipped him onto his back and straddled his chest, her pussy hovering above his face. "lose the erection," she said, holding the chastity cage in her other hand.



"HOW? You just gave me a handjob" he pleaded.



"Lose it now Jake, or I'll do it for you" Mia ordered.



Jake groaned, his body stiff from the night's events. He didn't know how he was supposed to go soft when she was sitting on him, naked and beautiful. But he knew better than to argue with Mia when she had that look in her eye. He took a deep breath and tried to focus on something, anything but her.



It was hard. The way her breasts swayed as she moved, the smell of her arousal, the feel of her skin against his...it was like she had designed a perfect torture device. But somehow, with sheer willpower, he began to feel his erection wane. He closed his eyes, thinking of the least sexy thing he could imagine, but it was not working.



Mia watched him, her smile growing wider with every passing second. She knew he was trying, but evidently he couldn't control his cock. "bad boy," she murmured, "so disappointing."



As soon as he looked at her, he knew what was coming "oh ffs Mia, I guess you're able to 'help' me now?" he asked, sarcastically?



Mia just smirked as she swung her leg over him, standing up. "Bend over the bed," she ordered, her voice firm and commanding.



Jake groaned but complied, his erection still standing tall despite his best efforts. Mia walked out of the room but he dared not follow. As she returned holding a wooden spoon, he groaned once more. He could feel the cool wood of the spoon against his skin as she trailed it along the back of his thighs, teasing him.



"You've got to be kidding," he muttered, his voice muffled by the pillow he's sunk his face into.



Mia didn't respond, just brought the spoon down hard on his right ass cheek. The smack echoed through the room, making him jump. "Keep it down," she admonished. "We don't want to wake the neighbors."



Another smack, this one on his left cheek, and he couldn't help but moan into the pillow. He tried to will his cock to go soft, but the combination of pain and pleasure was too much.



And then, she did the unthinkable. The spoon made contact with his balls, a sharp pain shooting through him. He yelped, his body jerking forward. "Mia!"



"You're not going anywhere," she said, her voice cold. She brought the spoon down again, aiming for the same spot. The pain was intense, but it was doing the trick. His erection began to wilt, his body betraying him.



Jake's face was buried in the pillow, muffling his cries. He could feel the blood rushing to his face, the humiliation of the situation washing over him. But why did he feel so horny at the same time?



Mia didn't relent, the spoon smacking against his balls again and again. Each hit was perfectly placed, not enough to cause real damage but enough to keep him on the edge of pain and pleasure. His body was a live wire, responding to her every touch.



Finally, after what felt like an eternity, his erection was gone, leaving him feeling exposed and vulnerable. He could feel her breath on his back as she leaned over him. "Good boy," she said, her voice a gentle caress. "Now, let's get you back into your cage."



Jake nodded, his voice still muffled by the pillow. He knew he had no choice if he wanted to date Mia. Wait... he meant Lexi. So why was he thinking of Mia?... Fuck!



He felt her hands on his hips, guiding him into place.



With surprising tenderness, she slipped the cage over his limp cock and locked it into place. He flinched as the soft lining  met his sensitive skin. "You can wear this for at least 2 more day," she whispered.



Jake nodded obediently, his mind racing. He didn't know what had just happened, or what it meant for their friendship. All he knew was that he had never felt so alive, so alive and yet so... controlled.



"Right, we both have lots to do. I need to study and get some groceries, so let's catch up in the evening, ok?" Mia asked, as if she wasn't fully naked, standing in front of the man she has just locked in a cage and humiliated with a wooden spoon just moments ago.



Jake nodded, still trying to catch his breath. "Ok," he murmured, his voice barely audible.



Mia leaned over and kissed him on the forehead before leaving the room, the door clicking shut behind her.



The rest of the day dragged on, Jake's mind a mess of thoughts. He couldn't focus on his work, the sting of the spoon and the weight of the cage a constant reminder of the events of the night. He kept replaying the sounds of her moaning, wondering if it was real or just his imagination playing tricks on him.



When evening rolled around, he was both dreading and anticipating seeing Mia again. He had no idea what she had planned for him next, but he knew it would be intense.



As the hours ticked by, he could feel his cock swelling again, pushing against the confines of the cage. It was uncomfortable, but he didn't dare touch it. He knew Mia would have something to say if she found out. It didn't help that Lexi had been constantly flirting with him over text and sending pictures of herself on holiday, wearing some of the most daring costumes he'd ever soon.



Finally, the door opened, and she walked in, her hair tied back in a ponytail, her face freshly washed. She was wearing a simple white t-shirt and a pair of shorts.



"Hey buddy. Are you free now? My feet are aching and I need to study... you know what that means, right?"



Jake nodded, his heart racing as he sat up. "Yes, I'm free," he replied, his voice shaky. He had no idea what she had planned, but he knew he wouldn't be able to resist.



Mia walked over to her desk, a wicked glint in her eye. "Good," she said, tapping the carpet underneath. "Lie down here."



Jake did as he was told, his cock straining against the cage as he laid back. Mia, on the other hand, ran to her room and grabbed a weird table with a hole in it. Carrying it over, she placed it over him, before removing his cage using her voice command. 



"god, I've been walking all day, my feet are so sweaty!" she complained. She sat on the chair and placed her feet onto the table, revealing a pair of swollen soles. "I need a foot massage. And since your hands are free, I expect you to use them shortly," she said, looking at him expectantly.



Jake swallowed hard, wondering if she wanted him to get up and massage them now. However, Mia stretched and then bent over, grabbing his cock and balls. "This is called a glory hole table, you need to open the table, slip yourself inside and then close it. Yep that's right, are you comfortable? Do you want a cushion underneath?" Mia asked.



Jake shook his head, feeling his face flush as Mia looked down on him. His privates were now trapped on the other side of the hole, the table now locked in place by some clasps that Mia had flipped. His arms and legs were free, and he felt weirdly embarrassed. Lying parallel to Mia under her table, he tried to cover up using his hands, but Mia was having none of it.



Jake's cheeks burned with embarrassment as he lay there, his cock exposed and trapped in the hole of the table. Mia had not even spared him a look, instead she focused on her textbook, her pen scratching away at the pages as she worked on some assignment. He could feel the heat from her soles, the smell of her sweat and the faint scent of her feet making his cock twitch and pool precum on the table.



"Now, let's get to work," Mia said without looking up from her book. "Massage them like you mean it. And no touching yourself unless you want another round with the spoon."



Jake's eyes darted to her bare feet, his heart racing as he reached out tentatively. Her skin was softer than he expected, her soles plump and slightly calloused. He began to rub them, his hands slipping over the contours of her arches and toes. He had never thought about her feet before, but now they were all he could focus on.



"Mia, I don't know if I can do this," he murmured, his voice tight with arousal.



"What's wrong?" she asked, still not looking up. "Are they too smelly for you?"



"No, it's just..."



"Just what?" she prompted, a hint of amusement in her voice.



"They're just... really... really... nice," he stuttered, feeling his cock swell.



Mia's eyes shot up to meet his, and she smirked. "Nice?" she repeated. "Is that all?"



"Yeah," he said, his voice strained. "They're just really... I don't know... sexy."



The room was silent for a moment, the only sounds their heavy breathing and the occasional rustle of pages. Then Mia leaned down, her face close to his. "You think my feet are sexy?" she whispered, her eyes dancing with mischief.



Jake nodded, his throat dry. "Yeah," he croaked.



Mia's smirk grew into a full-blown smile. "Good," she said, her voice low and seductive. "Because I've got a feeling you're going to be seeing a lot more of them."



With that, she placed her foot on his chest, using it to push him back just for a moment.



"Now, keep going," she said, her tone firm. "And don't forget to pay attention to my toes."



Jake nodded, his eyes fixed on her feet as he continued to rub. He could feel the tension in his balls growing, and he knew that if he didn't do as she said, she'd bring out the wooden spoon. But somehow, the idea of serving her in this way was incredibly arousing.



Mia's toes began to curl and uncurl, a clear sign of her own enjoyment. Jake felt a thrill run through him, knowing he was pleasing her. He slid his hand down, cupping her heel, and she gasped.



"Keep that up, and you just might get a reward," she murmured, her voice a sweet promise.



Jake's hand moved to her ankle, his thumb tracing the sensitive skin there. He could feel her leg quiver slightly, and he knew he was getting closer.



"Mia," he groaned. "I need help. Please."



Mia looked down at him, her eyes hooded. "What do you need?" she asked, her voice stern but caring.



"I need... I need you to give me a break, or I'll finish," he admitted, his voice barely a whisper.



"Seriously? Just from a footrub? And I'm not even touching your cock... Come on Jakey, I thought all of this would make your quickshot issues go away" she complained. "plus I've been out all day, getting things for the both of us. It's the least you could do. I don't want you to stop. Carry on, NOW!" she frowned at him in frustration.



"please! I am going to cum soon... please, Lexi will break my balls if I cum without her permission" he begged.



At the mention of another girl, Mia's demeanor changed rapidly.



"Is it really a good idea to bring up other girls when I've got your balls under my feet?," she said firmly, placing her foot back on his chest with more weight. "I don't like how you're distracted by her all the time. Fine, I might let you cum, I might not"



Mia took her time, her toes tracing the outline of his cock before finally settling on his balls. She began to squeeze, her grip firm but not painful. "You wanted to last longer, remember?" she whispered, her breath warm on his ear. "Now, I'm going to give you a taste of what that means."



Her toes began to press down, gently at first and then with more force. Jake's eyes rolled back in his head, his hips bucking upward as he tried to escape the pain. "Mia," he moaned.



"I know, I know," she murmured, her voice soothing despite the torment she was inflicting. "It's okay. Just breathe."



With each squeeze and stomp, she reminded him that this was his choice.  And with each breath, he felt his control slipping away.



"Now, let's see if you can handle this," she said, her voice a dark whisper. She began to move her foot in a circular motion, her toes digging in, crushing his testicles. "Breathe through the pain," she instructed, her own voice strained with the effort of keeping her own desire in check.



Jake's eyes watered, his body writhing as he tried to focus on anything but the agony in his groin. He could feel the blood rushing to his face, his heart racing.



"You asked for this," she reminded him, her tone firm. "You wanted to learn. And I'm going to teach you."



Her foot lifted slightly before coming down again, this time with more force. He felt his balls flatten beneath her toes, the pain shooting through him like a bolt of lightning. He gasped, his body tensing. His trapped balls had no where to escape, they were being crushed against the table each time.



"Silly boy," she giggled. "Just a little longer. Honestly, this was going to be your treat. I was going to let you cum all over my feet, but then you had to go and ruin everything" she glared at him, before returning to her work.



The minutes stretched into an eternity, Mia's foot playing a sadistic game with his swollen testicles. Each time he thought he couldn't take anymore, she'd ease up just enough to keep him from the edge. And each time she did, his erection grew stronger, his desperation for relief more intense.



Finally, she released him, her foot sliding away. Jake's body went limp, his breath coming in ragged gasps.



"damn, this equation is so annoying. I'm not leaving this desk until I solve it. I don't want any distractions, ok?" Mia said without looking up from her book.



Jake nodded, his cock pulsing with the pain and the false promise of release. He took a deep breath of her scent, his hands trembling as they hovered over her soles. "Ok, I'll keep going," he murmured.



Mia's foot lifted, and she tapped it impatiently against the floor. "And don't you dare cum without permission," she warned, her voice a seductive purr.



He nodded again, his eyes locked on her feet. He was so close, so painfully, deliciously close. He couldn't believe he had lasted this long, especially with Mia's toes teasing his cock. But he knew he had to try. For Lexi.



As Mia's feet returned to crushing his balls, Jake's hands moved to her ankles, his thumbs digging in slightly. He could feel her pulse racing, matching his own. He knew she was enjoying this, and that only made him more turned on. He began to massage her arches, his thumbs sliding up and down the length of her feet. He couldn't believe that he was massaging the person who was actively destroying his babymakers.



"Mmm, that's it," she sighed, leaning back in her chair. "Just like that."



Her foot began to press down again, her toes curling around his shaft. He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back the tide of pleasure that was building inside him. "Mia," he whispered, his voice strained. "I'm... I'm going to..."



"Not yet," she said, her voice firm. "You wanted to last longer. This is part of your training."



Her toes tightened around him, and she began to squeeze. The pain was intense, but the pleasure was even more so. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his body begging for release.



"Mia, please," he groaned, his hips bucking upward. "I can't..."



"Shut up," she said, her voice a whisper. "I think I've finally solved the equation."



And with that, she brought her other foot up and then down, her heel pressing down on his left ball. The pain was explosive, and he bucked like a wild rodeo, yet whilst his body shook in pain, the trapped cock and balls hardly moved thanks to the sturdy design of the table/



"Look at me," she demanded.



Jake forced his eyes open, meeting her gaze. Her eyes were dark with desire, and he knew he was lost. He could feel the orgasm building somehow, his body tightening.



"Do you want to cum?" she asked, her voice a sultry challenge.



"Yes," he gasped.



"are you sure? I don't want you to regret it," she whispered, her foot pressing down harder. "last chance to change your mind."



"Yes, I don't care anymore, please let me cum like you did with Mark" he blurted out.



Mia's eyes widened with anger at the mention of Mark. "you asshole, I've told you before that what I do on my dates isn't for you to judge!" she snarled, jumping to her feet. "How dare you bring him up when I'm helping you like this?"



Without another word, she stood on the glory hole tabble, placing a bare foot on his crotch. She ground down hard, her toes digging into the sensitive flesh surrounding his balls.



Jake's eyes bulged with pain as he tried to scream. Mia had never been this angry with him before, and it was terrifying.



Mia grabbed a dirty sock from the floor, stuffing it into his mouth to muffle his cries. He could taste the sweat and the faint hint of her foot odor. He had never felt so humiliated in his life.



Her weight shifted and suddenly, she was standing on his balls, her full body weight pressing down on him as she glared at him. Jake's muffled screams filled the room, his body convulsing beneath her. He could feel his balls being crushed under her heels, the pain so intense that it was almost unbearable.



He struggled, trying to push her off, but she was too strong. His hands gripped her ankles, trying to dislodge her, but this only served to make her rock back and forward, griding his balls even harder. She was in complete control, and there was nothing he could do to stop her.



The pain was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It was as if his balls were being squeezed by a vice, each pulse of pressure sending waves of agony through his body. He could feel his orgasm building, despite the pain.



Mia's eyes were wild with anger and desire as she stared down at him. "You're going to learn not to judge what I do on my dates, Jake," she said through clenched teeth.



Her foot began to rock back and forth, increasing the pressure. Jake's eyes rolled back in his head, his body shaking. He was so close, so very close.



"You're going to cum for me," she whispered, her voice low and deadly. "You're going to cum and then we'll talk about Mark."



The pressure grew, and Jake felt his body begin to give in. He was going to cum, whether he wanted to or not. His eyes flew open, and he stared up at her in desperation, his breath muffled by the sock.



Mia leaned down, her face mere inches from his. "Cum for me," she demanded, her eyes dark with lust. "Cum for me now."



And with that final push, Jake's body erupted in a spasm of pleasure and pain. He came harder than he had ever before, his orgasm ripping through him for an insanely long time. His eyes squeezed shut, his body arched off the floor before shaking violently. Cum blasted everywhere, covering the table and all the way up to his chest until he was absolutely drenched.



Mia stepped off him, her feet finally leaving his bruised and swollen balls. He collapsed, gasping for air, the sock still in his mouth. She leaned down, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.



"Now," she said, her voice cold. "We're going to talk about respect."



And with that, she grabbed the wooden spoon from the drawer, a new kind of fear filling him. He was no longer hard and the idea of ballbusting post-orgasm terrified him.



Jake's body was a wreck, his muscles spasming with the aftermath of his forced climax. The sock was removed from his mouth, and he took a deep breath, gasping for air. "I'm sorry," he whimpered, tears streaming down his face.



Mia's expression softened slightly, but the anger was still there. "You will be," she said, her voice low and dangerous. "Now, tell me, what did you learn tonight?"



He looked up at her, his voice shaking. "I learned that... I can't take you for granted," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.



"Good," she said, the anger in her eyes fading, yet she hovered the spoon ominously over his trapped balls. "Now, let's talk about Mark. What do you think is going on between me and him?"



Jake's breath was still ragged, his body still trembling with pain and pleasure. "It's... it's none of my business," he stuttered. "I shouldn't have... I'm sorry."



Mia raised an eyebrow, the spoon still poised. "But you did," she said, her voice cool. "now spit it out or I won't stop....this."



With a swift movement, she brought the spoon down, the flat end smacking against his balls with a sickening sound. Jake yelped, his body jerking upward. The pain was fresh and new, a stark contrast to the dull ache of his empty balls.



"What did I say about respect?" she demanded, bringing the spoon down again.



"I know," he whimpered, his voice high-pitched. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."



The spoon came down again, a little harder this time. "What happens on my dates is my business, until I tell you all about i. Who I suck off, who I fuck, who fucks me, is for me to enjoy without any judgement... wait, why the fuck are you hard again," she said, her eyes gleaming with anger.



Jake's eyes watered, his breath hitching. "I'll never mention it again, and I don't know why I'm hard, I don't know!" he promised, his voice shaking. "I swear."



Mia's grip on the spoon tightened, and she brought it down again, her eyes never leaving his. "I'm going to count to three," she said, her voice icy. "And if you cum again after I've worked so hard to fix our premature issue, I'm going to be very disappointed."



Jake's eyes went wide with terror. He couldn't do this again, not so soon, surely "I won't," he promised. "I won't cum."



"One," she counted, her voice measured. The spoon hovered, poised to strike.



Jake's eyes darted around the room, looking for anything to focus on other than the pain in his groin. "Two," she continued.



He squeezed his eyes shut, his body tense. "Three," she finished.



The spoon came down with a violent tap. Mixed with Mia's dominant posture, her scent and body, it was enough to send him spiraling over the edge. His body convulsed, his muscles spasming as he came again, his cock spurting cum all over the table once more.



Mia's eyes narrowed as she watched him, the spoon hovering above him. "You just came from one ball tap," she said, her voice laced with shock and disgust.



Jake's eyes flew open, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm. "I'm sorry," he whispered, blushing.



Mia sighed, setting the spoon down and taking a deep breath. "You're my best friend, I did this all to help you. But we're going to have to work much harder," she said, her voice firm.



He nodded, his body limp with exhaustion. He didn't know how he was going to survive the next few days, but he knew one thing for sure: he was going to do whatever it took to make it right with Mia. Because, as much as he liked Lexi, he realized that his friendship with Mia meant more than anything else in the world.



Mia climbed off the chair, her half naked body gleaming with sweat. "Clean this up," she ordered, gesturing to the mess on the table. "And then we're going to talk about boundaries."



Jake nodded, his eyes downcast. "can you unlock the table please?" he asked, his voice still shaking.



Mia smirked. "Of course," she said, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous spark. "But first, I gave you an order."



Jake's heart sank. "What?"



"You're going to lick it all up," she said, her voice a silky command. "Every last drop. And then, maybe I'll consider letting you go. At least I got some good selfies with you locked in that table"



Jake's eyes widened in horror. He had never done anything like this before. He slowly pushed himself as upright as he could get, his knees wobbly. The table and his body was sticky with his own cum, a stark reminder of his failure to control himself.



Mia watched him, her arms crossed over her chest. "I'm waiting," she said, a smug smile playing on her lips.



Jake swallowed hard, his eyes flicking to all the seed he had released. He knew he had to do this if he wanted to escape this humiliating situation. With a heavy sigh, he leaned over and stared at the sticky mess on the table.



"You know Mark wouldn't do this for me," she said, her voice mocking. "But you, my dear Jake, you're going to lick it all up. Show me how much you care."



Jake's stomach churned at the thought of Mark, but he knew he had no leg to stand on. He leaned in, his tongue hovering over the sticky mess. He just couldn't do this, but Mia was staring at him intently. He had to find a way out of this without losing face.



"Come on, Mia," he began, his voice shaking slightly. "anything but this, please. I'm not eating cum"



"Women do it all the time, Jakey." Mia frowned. Then, her demeanor changed, as if she was finally releasing all the tension in her body "But maybe that's a bit too far for today. Let me show you how it's done" she said with a wink, leaning down over the table.



Her tongue slithered out, licking the cum off the table with a slurp. "Mmm," she murmured. "It's really good" her tongue flicked out, swirling around his cock and balls until they there clean as a whistle. Jake was in heaven, even as she moved up to his abs and cleaned him off. She looked up at Jake, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "See? It's not so bad," she said, licking her lips.



Jake stared at her in shock. He had never seen Mia like this before. The power dynamic had shifted so dramatically, and he was the one on the receiving end of her dominance.



"Now, are we good?" she asked, her voice still holding that dangerous edge. "You know you can tell me anything. And I'll help you through this... as your friend."



Jake nodded, his face red with embarrassment. "Thank you," he murmured. "Thank you for understanding."



Mia leaned down and kissed him deeply, her lips lingering there for a moment. "Now, let's get you out of this cock box," she said, her voice softening.



She undid the clasps and Jake was finally free. He stumbled to his feet, his legs wobbly. She handed him a towel and a look of concern crossed her face. "Are you okay?" she asked.



He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "Yeah," he said, his voice shaky. "I just... I need to sit down. You almost crushed my balls, but then again, I've never cum that hard before"



Mia guided him to the couch, sitting down beside him. "so... would you say it was worth it, or do you want us to stop this completely? I can see that you're loving it, but I want to make sure you actually want this"



"yes definitely, as long as you don't actually break my balls or leave me tied up forever" he replied. "but I really do want to fix my... you know, problem"



"hah" she replied "I made you cum with one tap today, not sure if you can handle my training!" she giggled, causing them both to laugh and ease back into their usual comfort levels. "But seriously, Jake, I do want to help you. But we need to be clear about what we're doing here. This isn't just about you getting off. It's about you learning control. And if you can't handle a little bit of pain, then maybe you're not ready for the big leagues"



Jake nodded, his cheeks reddening slightly. "I know," he said, his voice sincere. "I really do want to get better."



Mia's expression softened. "Okay," she said, placing a hand on his knee. "We'll keep going. But we're going to do this my way. And that means you need to trust me."



They sat in silence for a moment, the room still thick with the scent of their sweat and arousal. Jake's body was still trembling from the intense experience, but he felt a strange sense of peace wash over him. He knew that with Mia's help, he could overcome this.



BZZZZ



Jake grabbed his phone as Mia leant over to reach his text. It was Lexi.



\-hey big boy

\-My holiday actually ends tomorrow, I wanted to surprise you 

\-I felt bad blueballing you so hard, especially since you promised not to cum until we meet up. 

\-I'll be over tomorrow, let's go to the beach. Mia told me about a private spot...

\-Check Snapchat



Blushing, Jake tried to hide his screen, but as he turned away, Mia's hands wrapped around his balls, brokering no argument.



"Jake, show me" she ordered.



"erm Mia, I'm not sure..."



"NOW" she ordered, twisting just enough to elicit a delicate yep from Jake. He immediately folded, remembering vividly how Mia had stood on top of his balls only moments ago.



Lexi had sent him multiple snaps from her trip, all nudes where she had managed to cover all her vitals in different poses. Still, each one ignited his desire for her. Mia shifted slightly as her eyes flicked between his rock hard erection and the pictures he was looking at.



"Have fun tomorrow, I hope she can't tell that you emptied your balls thanks to me today. She might rip them off like... THIS" she yelled, pulling him by his balls so that his nut cords were stretched to the limit. Survival instincts kicking in, Jake threw himself off the sofa in order to follow Mia's hands, which held his family jewels.



With a savage twist followed up with a crushing squeeze, she released him. Jake crumpled on the floor, whining in pain as she walked towards her room.



"I hope you have a great date tomorrow!" she frowned, before closing the door.



Jake, withering on the floor and clutching his balls, failed to reply. . He knew he had to pull himself together and get ready for the next day. He needed to make sure his balls were full again somehow, before Lexi realised that he had cum without her permission. He needed help… but how?