I told her I would love two women at one time, enjoying my cock. She said we should work on those. The next time she comes over, she tells me her GF w...nts to get together with us. I could not believe my ears, as she has set it up for Friday night. She then tells me her plan, that at some point she wants me to make her lick her friend’s pussy. We both thought it was a great plan. She said she got her friend to join us after she told her I had a big cock, and she wanted one. Friday night comes. Then the touch was gone, and he was alone andtrembling on the floor.‘Don’t embarrass me, pet. At least try to pretend you’renot pathetic.’ Marie’s voice was still light, but there wasthe cold note of threat to it that Kurt knew well, a promiseof punishment if he were to disappoint. Listening to her,he didn’t notice the approach of the next person until theword Un cut through the air and he felt lips touch his ears,teeth bite light on the lobe. The sudden touch was morestartling than erotic. He. “Buy a girl a drink?”From somewhere in the back, one of his brothers let out an earsplitting wolf whistle. “Baby girl!” another called out to a rumble of agreement from the other men in the room and a murmur of anger from the women.Tank looked around the room, swallowing against a surge of protective anger. “Pipe the fuck down.” His voice carried across the bar. “This is my sister.”A collective groan of good-natured disappointment filled the smoky air.“You didn’t have to do that.” Kerri frowned. It was much more popular amongst women than men. Apparently career-women wanted to become more aggressive and dominant though the hormones the balls produced. That's why she had chosen to get the surgery.At least that was what my mom told me and dad at the dinner table when she came home from the surgery.Dad seemed disappointed, slumping a bit in his chair. He had not been consulted about his wife's decision to grow a cock. But he did not voice his discontent.Mom grew a lot more dominant in the.