Just then, Sean felt deeply relieved to see Dusty and Destiny come back in. "Hello, Sean," Dusty greeted cheerily, "I see you're ready -- " She stopped, then stared. "Sean? Have you been here -- all night!?"
"Well, yeah!" Sean wanted to yell, but his voice felt cracked and weak.
"The system was designed to shut down automatically and dismiss you," explained Destiny. "It's supposed to be able to sense when you can't take anymore -- uh, Sean? Have you been -- up -- all night long!?"
"Apparently so. Very much against my will."
Sean looked back and forth between Dusty and Destiny, checking to see if they were feeling any empathy for his plight -- but instead they seemed more awed and stunned by the sheer idea of a man remaining erect all night long.
Dusty spoke into her wristwatch. "Ms. Bush, are you there? ... Ms. Bush, you need to doublecheck the computer log on Sean. It looks like the machine had him going literally all night long!" Dusty waited, then listened to her watch and nodded. "Don't worry, Sean. Ms. Bush has reviewed the log and is on her way down right now."
"UHHH!" gasped Destiny. "Dusty, LOOK!"
Sean felt damn near terrified at the sight of the total amount of semen he had managed to ejaculate under mechanical duress, and had to wonder how it was possible there was any moisture left in his body.
Anne Howitzer Bush burst in. "Sean, I'm so sorry, the machine is designed to disengage but -- you were just so strong, and so capable, and so it went right on sucking you -- OH! MY! GAWWWD!"
Sean got worried as Ms. Bush joined Dusty and Destiny in slack-jawed bug-eyed awe as they stared at his total semen output. "Uh ... so, girls ... is there a problem ... ?"
"A problem!? Oh, Sean," Dusty gushed, "you have the world's most amazing penis!"
"That's great," said Sean, "but it hurts and it's really tender right now."
"Girls!" said Ms. Bush. "We mustn't break this incredible penis! We must take care of it!"
Sean felt soothed by the icepacks placed around his shaft and balls, and felt happy when Ms. Bush made a tube of limitless lemonade avaible to his mouth. Ms. Bush shooed the twins, who left with obvious reluctance, then got on an intercom and ordered a breakfast. Before Sean knew it, Ms. Bush was personally feeding him fork after fork of well-done steak.
"I can't begin to apologize to you," sighed Ms. Bush. "I hope we didn't break it. I want to see it, the minute it's back to its old self again."
"Thank you, Ms. Bush."
"Anne. Oh, please, call me Anne!"
As Sean drank and chewed, he dared suspect that Anne Howitzer Bush was treating him so nicely, not for Seaman's Brewery's sake, but for some one-on-one action all her own. It was a hell of a situation: three women, Anne plus Dusty and Destiny, obviously wanting so very bad, yet he was -- for that moment, anyway -- too far gone for sex.
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