I let his cock slip out of my mouth with a very soft “pop!”I released him, so I could moan, “I love you!”“And I love you, too, my sweet litt...e slut!” Ted purred, sounding so contented with my fellatrix skills. I could hear his genuine love for me in his voice, and in his words. “I love my sweet little slut!”“I love my cup of coffee!”I call Ted that because, like coffee, he’s hot, black, sweet, and full of cream. And he’s a great flavor to wake up to every morning.I smiled and whispered, “Thank. I said anything goes. She laughed and said yeah right you are such a pussy . I said no I'm not , just test me. She said OK my friend Janet the vet said she has wanted to castrate you for over a year. Really I asked. She said I was telling her about how useless your tiny pee pee has become since I'm getting serviced by real men now and she said let's cut his balls off. What did you say , I said with a noticably shaking voice. I told her that in time you would want that. For the next few days I. ” “And, Brandee Santos.” He said it more as a statement than a question. All eleven faces turned to face me and find out who the new kids was. I gave them my best smile and I waved. “Thank God it wasn’t another guy,” someone over by Tom remarked. A collective “Yeah!” passed through the group. Angel scoffed and rolled her eyes. I blushed fiercely and turned around to face forward. I knew I was going to have problems with her right off the bat. “Hey, Brandee!” Aaron called from across the room.. You took my hand as we entered the front room. The darkness left a chill in the room as the heat had not been turned on. You left my side and flicked on some lights. I turned and headed towards the kitchen as you started a fire in the fireplace. Dinner had already been made and as I leaned over to light the candles you entered the room and stretched your arms out to me. I entered your embrace feeling your warmth, hearing the soft music playing in the other room. You kissed the top of my head.