I release one hand from my left nipple and reach out to his ultra hard cock. He pushes my hand away then hits my spot again. Every time I reach for ...is cock he stops pleasuring me. I know I have to keep working on myself. He wants to make me cum and doesn’t care about what he wants right now. He knows if I cum good I will reward him after. Now both of our hands are inside of me as he says “shhh” because my moans are getting too laud. I want it harder so I curl up my hand and with the. We sat her bed for a few hours watching Netflix switching between Peaky Blinders and Troll Hunters Of Arcadia. At around 9 am she started to rub her feet against mine and peeked over at me from the corner of her eye, grinning, "Hey?" she whispered. I tried to hold back a smile shaking my head, I wanted her badly, but I felt we should wait until at least noon before we had wild sex. She reached over to grab my crotch, I stopped her and said "Get dressed and lets go for a walk" I said getting up. She said that if I would allow her to do one thing to me that I could watch. I asked do what to me? She said that he had told her that the only way he would be OK with me being in the room is only after I had put an elasticize band around my balls. I didn’t know what she ment. Like a rubber band I asked? She said well sort of. That we needed to go to Tractor Supply and pick up something. At the store she picked up a pair of special pliers that spreads a small green elastic ring for castrating.. I didn't care really, if anyone caught a whiff of my nasty aroma. I hadn't realized this until I got farther into the store. I just didn't want to have people snub me when they saw my outfit, my over all dress. I had to admit, I wanted to even laugh at myself: A slut, dirty and smelly in an outfit better suited for nighttime use. A dirty, slutty pig. I'd worry about security throwing me out, but since he is security, I felt comfortable being in the store.I made my way around the different.