”I was out and heading to my car within five minutes. I hadn’t taken a pain pill in three days.“Well, looks like your father finally grew a pair...”This is why she invited me over? She wants to bitch about a man who she hasn’t been married to in almost twenty years?“Yeah? You talk to him?”“Once in a while. He knows we talk and he wants to stay ... informed, I guess.”“You tell him about what happened?”“I did. You didn’t ask me not to. He, well, he sort of gave me hell.”“You said he grew a pair. I. It was fairly somber that night and we were all waiting for the morning questioning to see how that went.Bubba woke us around 7:30 with his breakfast and we made plans for the rest of the day. Frank was going to be doing the questioning, at least at first to see how it went. He would start slow, but gradually increase the pressure to get what we needed.Frank gathered things from his briefcase and we all headed downstairs. Bubba went to the recording area and made sure that all the machines had. I turned the last couple of pages and clipped to the last , was a little note ," If you like this meet me by the council yard , NOW "I was like a rabbit in the headlights , here I was wearing spunk laden panties and a black slip , wanking with a wonderful shemale mag , and now invited to ? something else.I pulled my pants on over my panties and bunched the slip all around me , I hid my new found mag under my shirt and headed out towards the council yard.This was deserted Saturday afternoon. "Come on, let's speed things up!" she ordered and started pulling me in and out of her gash by my balls at a vibrato speed.Her vice-like grip on balls seemed to choke me around my throat in a sense. I had to do was she instructed and up my pace. Once up to speed, she would let of my balls go daring me to slow down. I'd get nice and worked up, but she always used my balls to slow me down. "Easy Tiger!" she'd admonish, using the cruelest break imaginable.She kept me from cumming and guaranteeing.