He lets me clean up

I sighed in relief as his cock shrunk and became limp as I knew I wouldn't be getting fucked any time soon.

"You leave those in till you go to bed, or I'll tell Dad," he ordered, just before I began to pull the vibrators out. I sighed, realizing this was going to be a mentally painful yet physically pleasurable night. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw myself covered in cum. Just the sight of myself with the help of the vibrators drove me to another stunning orgasm.

Once I recovered, I slowly staggered towards the bathroom, awkwardly with the large vibrators inside me. Managing to make it through the door, I turned the shower on and washed the cum off myself. After drying, I cleaned up the small drips of cum I'd dripped off the floor, then redressed in casual clothes.

At that, I began reading through Lily's diary, trying to find out what I could about her life. Raymond walked in as I read, and pressed a button on a remote control. I gasped as both vibrators turned on high and I was **** to collapse in the ground twitching from the pleasurable vibrations for the rest of the afternoon.

At 4pm, the phone rang again. I picked it up. It was Tom.