Eventually, the Dodgers retired the side. I was feeling pretty good, knowing there was a four run difference with three outs left for the Giants. When...the ninth inning started, the Dodgers quickly loaded the bases. I turned to John and said, “Be prepared to wear a dress for a long time.” The Dodgers scored two runs before the third out. It was now 8 – 2 and I was smiling and ribbing John for such a poor bet. All of my friends were laughing and giving John major crap about what a manly looking. And from its rising nub hanged a male on a short rope, freshly selected and executed, gagged and trussed from head to toe, his manhood hanging limp in defeat.The whips brought them forward, beneath the gape of the cunt above, and its symbolic gesture of defeated masculinity, miniscule in comparison to the power of femininity, as it twirled delectably on the noose. They were made to fear the worst, though on this day, they’d be treated to a spectacle they could never have imagined. Brought. I started to squeal as I came hard and fast on his fingers and face. He just lapped up the juices as best he could. He looked up at me, his face soaking with my juices and all I could do was smile back like cheshire cat at him.''Your turn Luca.'' I smiled as I got up.I took him by the hand and sat him on the sofa where he had made me cum so much. I straddled his legs, nibbling his earlobes, kissing down his neck, mimicking every move he had done to me exactly. I got down on my knees, taking his. I saw his large cock pressing against his confining boxers. I laid my head on his crotch, and I smelled that man sweat of his. While I was here, I raised my arms, and pulled his shirt over his head, and tossed it on the floor. I couldn't wait any longer, and niether could he. I soon turned to his covered cock. With one big pull, his boxers came off into my face. I heard him let out a slight moan, which I echoed when I saw his great cock just inches away from my face. I said, "Here.