"He screamed. Begged. Cried. For two whole weeks." Her eyes danced from side to side. She was taking great pleasure in recounting the experience. ...Want to know how he died?" she asked. She got up and stepped closer to Matthew. Taking hold of his testicles, she squeezed them harshly. Squatting down on his level, nose inches away from his face, she said softly, "I cut them off." She squeezed his balls until Matthew moaned in pain. Not letting go, she continued, "They were the last things he. None of them were helpful. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who couldn't remember much of last night.A wave of depression set in over me, followed quickly by an intense worry. How was I going to get this off?As much as it freaked me out to have this device locked around my most important body part, I decided that patience and calm were the best course of action. I had breakfast and coffee and as my headache started to relent, with the help of some ibuprofen, the urge to relieve my bladder. " just as she said this Matt's cock throbbed.I took his cock in my mouth again and kept sucking his dick and balls."Matt, you've got to taste her. She's yummy!" Just then Matt shot a hot load of cum deep down my throat. I cleaned him up and stood up facing him, Amanda stood behind me kissing at my neck.He grabbed my waist and pulled me close leaving her behind. She sat on the bed and stared at my body. "Eat her out. She's sooo sweet!" Matt smiled and bit my neck then looked at Amanda. "I know,". I realize at that moment that she is about to join us, in the room, on the sofa, naked.....it's about to happen, for a split second I am terrified, and then as I feel my husbands finger begin to softly fondle my wet pussy, the terror is replaced by complete sexual desire for my husband and for this beautiful creature who has now joined us in front of the couch. I bend down to softly suck her nipple, and as I do I slip one finger into her warm middle. It is wet, warm and very inviting. I take.