Edie turned slowly, looking longingly and seductively at Sean as she waggled her butt at him.Amber told him, “The faster you straighten up and fly r...ght – become a polished adult man, the faster you can get your cock into Edie, or me, and some of our friends we know you’ll just love. You’re our project Sean, but there are all sorts of sexually-based hurdles before we get to the final reward.”Edie slowly redressed, but made a point to leave her bikini undies for Sean, even taking them over to. The room began to darken like a shade was slowly being drawn across a sunny window. I leaned forward to put my head between my knees to prevent myself from fainting. "Breathe Marissa," Mark said softly as he put a hand on the back of my neck. "I want the decision to be yours, Marissa. Are we worthy enough for each other? Am I worthy enough for you? Can we really make this relationship work?" He sat back in the chair and let the worry leave his body as he had completed his sermon and laid. “No.” she said a little firmly as she placed her hand on my hip to keep me in place. “Stay, I like watching him touch you. I asked Kevin to help me, and I told him how much we could help him in return.” “What did you tell him?” I asked cautiously. “I told him about your fantasy driven love of cock, and how you begged while I fucked you the other night to let you suck one. Believe me, it took some serious guts to ask if he would be interested in playing a part in our fantasy life, but I. No, he may have married you, but it certainly was not for that useless appendage between your legs. If you really want to show your husband true dedication, train yourself never to become erect ever again. Disassociate erections with sexual pleasure. You’ve got a pussy, not a cock. Repeat that to yourself. One day you might just seek out actual castration. You don’t need your testicles, do you?If gender is a spectrum, as it is looking like as if that is the correct way of viewing it, then why.