He would volunteer to stay with her til I got home. He was about 16 when we got married and he actually had a bigger cock than I did cause i used to s...ck him off a lot. I had many sexy chats with the wife during our lovemaking and when I found she got turned on by my talking about her fucking my brother, we went out and bought a dildo that I told her was more like dale than me. She was intrigued as to how I knew and I had to tell her I sucked his cock a few times as k**s....(the week before. ” He looked thoughtful. “I believe there are a few recent papers on the subject. I’ll look them up and e-mail the abstracts to you. I don’t think they’re over-heavy with medical jargon, but if there’s anything you don’t understand I’ll translate it into English.”* * * * * * * *His e-mail arrived a week later.Wassersug and Johnson had published several papers about castration with various co-authors. They said that about forty percent of castration fantasists have a ‘fetishistic’ interest, in. Shirley had a lot to think about, I know. The fact that she thought before saying something indicated a lot to me.Finally, with a sigh, Shirley said, "I think I see what you're trying to say. You love me as an equal, but if I wanted to be treated like a slave, then we aren't equals."Nodding, I said, "Uh, huh." Role playing is different, though. Like Friday morning. That sort of thing."I continued to nod, figuring that Shirley was starting to understand on her own."I see."Shirley continued to. She pulled the straps up over my shoulders and as she released them I felt the weight of the forms transferred to my shoulders. They were very heavy. She stepped behind me and began to fasten the hooks that would close it tightly around my chest. She started at the top and I felt my new breasts pulled against my chest. As she worked her way down I could feel her fasten each hook and the tightness worked its way down my torso. There were 12 in all. She fasten the last one and stepped back. It.