“How dare you question me. Get on the floor now, you worthless little Slut.” I lowered myself as gently as could to the floor but instantly felt t...e pegs tugging sharply at my nipples and balls. She got up and walked slowly around me before I felt the pointed toe of her shoe rest between my splayed legs and against my balls. She told me to lift my hips up. I did this and it gave her the room to lift her foot up harder against my pegged ball sack. I groaned as the pegs twisted into the tender. “Yeah, I don’t know. I guess it’s not a big deal.” I paused, like I was really turning it over in my mind. “I actually don’t mind the way I taste.”“Well yeah, it’s sweet,” agreed Noah. “What’s not to like?” I leaned over and licked at his chin to get more even though it had mostly dried in the meantime.I then propped myself on the pillow a bit more and surveyed the Jackson Pollock painting on my pubic mound. I wiped some cum up on two of my fingers and brought it to my lips. I had eaten and. " Actually hubby was only 25 so not too bad. I was the bad one at 35.I said "well thank god." Then I said to my husband " you could have told me you were gay I would have understood."He quickly said "no no baby I'm not really I just like a guy once in awhile." I said " then your bi stupid."He said "well I guess."I said " That really wouldn't have been a problem for me if you told me that. You really don't know me if you thought that would be a problem."Then I looked at this young guy and said. ’ ‘Howd’ you know my name was Ted?’ ‘Just a lucky guess.’ Pam said pointing at the side of the truck on which was hand-painted ‘Teds Towing’ in what looked to be white house paint. At least it looked like it had once been white. ‘Oh. Yeah.’ Ted grimaced an embarrassed smile. ‘OK, well I gotta call this in.’ Ted pulled his arm into the truck, the arm of someone not unaccustomed to hard work. While Ted placed his call Pam did her best to measure him up. Nice face, though a shave might help. Hard.