My friend had been quite desperate to ask this of me. I hadn’t agreed to it if it wasn’t his last resort. His family had arranged for him to marry...his cousin, but she was already in love with someone else. He himself didn’t want to marry, and knowing that the marriage would be a tragedy for his cousin, he had convinced his family that he’d found a wife on his own. This wife was, in fact, me. He had asked a number of female friends to do this, but they’d all refused. Out of female friends, he. He reasoned that for the present he might as ell enjoy himself — he was committed whatever he did. It was a long and very pleasurable night, and his continuing doubts were swept away time after time by the pleasure they gave each other. It was later next morning when Tony awoke to the smell of frying bacon, mingling with the smell of erotic perfume in the bedroom, and the sound of female chatter in the lounge.Still half awake Tony stumbled to the door. He opened it to be greeted by Jill. "Some girl. Peter knows her."Mom nodded. "Sweetheart..." she started then shook her head and kissed my forehead, "You know I love you. Would you be more comfortable waiting at their place? Save Peter a trip?"My Mother was the shit. "Yeah, actually. I mean, if that's cool."She grabbed her keys and drove me over there. She an' Aunt Elizabeth fussed over dressing Beth in one of my Aunt's old dresses - retro 80'. I sat in the living room and went over all the rules. No swearing. No pinching. No. " I arched my back a short time later as I felt my orgasm release.My balls were jumping in my velvet soft scrotum, the sperm inside being pulled into Mr. Reiser's mouth as he swallowed quickly and easily, not missing a drop. He squeezed my hairless testicles gently, as if milking me for more. My Master did love the taste of my cum and the man went down on me often, enjoying that sort of lovemaking almost as much as he did fucking me, I suspected. He certainly didn't mind giving me a quick.